As long as she knew that Mommy also deeply loved him, he would definitely make up with Mommy and love her even more.
So, she also tried hard to play matchmaker for them, hoping they could love each other and be happy together.
"Yes." Third Young Master Jun sat on the sofa, without any hesitation.
Ye Yiyi's small body shuddered, she took a step back, her eyes wide open, filled with disbelief.
"Why? Didn't you make up with Mommy when we were abroad? Weren't you very gentle to Mommy? Yiyi saw it, you spoiled her a lot."
"Yiyi, you children won't understand adult matters. This is just a game, a game between your mother and me. Being gentle means nothing," Third Young Master Jun replied coldly.
"A game? How could this be, Mommy didn't treat it as a game. She loves you so much, she sincerely wants to be your wife, really." Ye Yiyi was anxious.
"Love? Well, I pity her."
His tone was full of sarcasm, if she loved him, that would be a laugh.
