"You've posted so many videos, I've forgotten some as soon as I scroll past them," Yueqing began to speak with growing confidence. "Besides, every time I see those videos, I want to send them to you. Doesn't that just show how in sync we are as best friends?"
Lin Qiming gave a thumbs up: "You've really got a knack for this PUA stuff!"
"So, should I not send them anymore?"
"No way! You have to send them!" Lin Qiming huffed, looking like a little dog that had just been kicked, baring his teeth and grimacing, "My best friend has to be on the same page with me."
"Alright, alright." Yueqing placated him, then handed her son the phone, "Baby, is there anything you want to say to your godmother?"
Yan Wang could see right through it—he knew his mother was trying to change the subject. So he said indifferently, "Godmother, take care of your health."
