Lin Yuan snickered and laughed, "I just didn't hear the whole story. Go on, will Granny still make trouble for me?"
"Not anymore." Liu Limin glanced at her disdainfully and said languidly, curling her lips, "But now I'm the one in trouble."
Only one thing could reduce Liu Limin to such a state, and sure enough, I wasn't wrong.
Liu Limin grimaced, her nose nearly sour, "The old hag said that I must marry within three years, or else she will shut down my distillery!"
Pfft.
Before Lin Yuan could burst into laughter, Liu Limin grabbed her tightly, "You little brat! Laughing at me, so dishonorable! Granny may have let you off, but just wait and see how I deal with you!"
With that, a pair of mischievous hands started to tickle Lin Yuan's waist, filling the room with Lin Yuan's laughter and pleas for mercy.
