Anyway, making Jiuliang suffer a loss is practically impossible.
Upon hearing this, Elder Madam Jiang's face turned ghostly pale.
"Asheng, what are you talking about, don't scare your grandma." Jiang Hai glared at Jiang Yisheng and handed a cup of tea to the old lady.
Jiang Yisheng pouted and muttered, "But it's true."
"Ahan, why aren't you worried?" Veya looked at the person across from her who had changed clothes and asked curiously.
"Aren't you afraid Xiaojiu will misunderstand you?"
With a big hand casually stirring his teacup, Li Mochan took a light sip and said indifferently, "Actually, I hope she does misunderstand."
His little wolf cub had no clue about being jealous.
"Jiuliang is back." Jiang Yisheng looked up and saw a figure walk through the door, the corners of his lips slightly lifting.
Li Mochan removed the pillow next to him, making room for his little wolf cub.
