Shen Nian immediately promised her confidently, "Of course not, not even Daddy!"
"Then it's fine. Mommy doesn't need to learn how to play chess." Shen Yin lazed on the sofa nonchalantly.
They heard the door creak as it opened. Shen Yin looked up and saw Lian Jing standing at the entrance with a cold expression. He had changed into the slippers that the nanny had brought him and the butler had taken his coat and hung it on the rack.
Shen Nian pounced on him excitedly in the same way that he welcomed his mother home. He threw himself into Lian Jing's arms and said with a smile, "Daddy, Nian Nian wants to play chess."
Lian Jing kissed his son's chubby cheek and asked gently, "Where's your mother?"
"Mommy is lazing around on the sofa!" Shen Nian got down from Lian Jing's body. He turned around and pointed at the person who was hidden behind the sofa. He ran over happily and grabbed Shen Yin's hand. "Mommy, you won't be bored now that Daddy is back!"
