Veya was afraid they would give themselves away, so she took the initiative and said, "Ahan, I've missed you so much after all this time."
She rose to her feet and ran over, her flying strides unstoppable even by her high heels.
"If you don't contact me again, I might think you've forgotten about your fiancée here."
Fiancée?
What kind of play is this?
A few spasms flashed across Li Mochan's usually impassive face as he sidestepped to avoid his drama queen aunt's groping claws.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yisheng pushed him from behind, right into Veya's grasp.
"Ahan, the little girl you brought back is really interesting; we just had a delightful chat," Veya whispered softly.
Next to him, Jiang Hai's eyes narrowed slightly behind his glasses.
It seems those dresses in the closet should all be thrown away.
"Ahan, your wife doesn't get jealous at all. Don't be in a hurry to speak. Let your aunt tease your little girl for a bit," Veya said in a lowered voice.
