Zhan Se's mouth twitched in a wry smile.
When these two, one big and one small, got together, it really was too funny.
But looking at it this way, Ai Lun moving into Jinshan Villa wasn't such a bad thing at all. Her quirky mind was especially good at bringing joy.
In the garden, the gentle breeze rustled, and the laughter continued without end.
In the midst of the grand showdown between the mutant parrot and the prideful little brat, Zhan Se's phone, placed on the carved side table, suddenly began to ring.
She checked the number on the screen, curled her index finger slightly, swiped the screen, and answered the call.
"Hello, Little Ren, you looking for me?"
