Chapter 135 The Taste of Childhood
When Ye Ling got home, it was just around three o'clock, and Wang Shufen had just finished her afternoon nap.
"Mom, I'm back," Ye Ling said as he entered the house and switched to a pair of slippers, the shoes he had worn all day making his feet stuffy. He sat down on the sofa and let out a long breath.
The half day he had experienced was simply too thrilling; there had been slapping faces, seizing opportunities, and being surrounded and hounded by his prospective mother-in-law's relatives.
Wang Shufen washed her face and approached her son, "Son, tell Mom, do you have some kind of relationship with that Shen Xinyue? Let me tell you, if you want to hold on to a girl like her, you need to act fast."
"She's rich, beautiful like a Fairy in the paintings, and also polite. You have to hurry or you'll definitely regret it if you miss this chance," Wang Shufen said earnestly.
