"You should all get some rest earlier," Fu Shiyan said as he ascended the stairs. Zhou Yi watched his cold demeanor disapprovingly, "He gets like this whenever lifelong matters are brought up."
She frowned and looked at Fu Haichuan, "You don't think Shiyan could be into men, do you?"
"What nonsense are you thinking!" Fu Haichuan glared at her.
Zhou Yi sighed, "When will I be able to hold my grandsons and granddaughters?"
"Chen Yu, Jinqiao, you go ahead and hold them!"
Zhou Yi snorted, "I want to hold a little one, not them!" She picked up a photo from the desk, admiring the girl's bright eyes and white teeth in the picture, "This girl is truly beautiful, none in this album come close to her. I don't know what she was thinking, dressing like that back then, no wonder Chenyu didn't take a fancy to her. But now that I look at her, she and our Shiyan do seem quite a match."
