"..." Shen Bijun furrowed her brows, "Don't call out randomly."
Chu Yu, however, naively said, "I'm not calling out randomly, Chu Tianye and Little Meng are also dad's children, so as long as you marry dad, then you will be my mom in the future!"
Shen Bijun lowered her eyes, her attitude cold, "Chu Yu, you're not welcome here, please go home immediately."
"I won't..."
Chu Yu didn't finish his sentence when Shen Bijun ruthlessly closed the door.
She returned to the sofa, lay there, and closed her eyes.
The doorway fell silent, and she didn't know whether he had left or not.
Shen Bijun turned over.
Five minutes later, the woman got up irritably, walked to the door, and looked through the peephole. She saw that small figure sitting at the doorway.
It had already gotten dark, and the little guy must be a bit cold, hugging his shoulders and stubbornly refusing to leave.
...Absolutely crazy!
Shen Bijun opened the door in a fury, looking at him coldly: "Come in."
