An Yan gazed at the jade bracelet on her pure white wrist, her heart moved. This was an affirmation from the Fu Family.
Zhou Yi's eyes were filled with laughter, "I finally managed to give away the last jade bracelet. I had even suspected that Shiyan might like men. Cold as ice every day, not a trace of a woman beside him. Now I'm relieved, my heart can finally settle."
She opened the low cabinet, pulled out a photo album, and sat down with An Yan on the rattan chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, flipping through the album.
"This is Shiyan just after he was born. Look at these distinct features. Our Shiyan has been a handsome man from young to old, the most good-looking of my three sons." Zhou Yi pointed at a rather indescribable area, "This part grew well too."
She chuckled softly, "When I was pregnant, I ate a lot of oysters, big prawns, and green onions, because the old generation said eating these will make 'that part' develop well."
