Whoosh! Everyone's gaze swiftly turned in our direction.
"That won't do. If Little Yanyan goes, wouldn't I become a lonely soul?" Shasha decisively declared, not wanting to be separated from Little Yanyan.
Upon hearing this, Zhiyan immediately felt a streak of black lines running over her head. A lonely soul? She had the nerve to say that? Who was the one clinging to her little uncle, lovey-dovey all the time?
"Haha, that's no problem. As long as Little Yanyan is willing to move in, you can pick a room for yourself as well," Duanmu Tuo said with a wave of his hand, only to realize Shasha was glaring at him furiously.
It seemed she was just an afterthought? A princess of an entire nation, when had she become so insignificant?
