Master, Where's Your Proposal?

Shen Qianshu was not very persistent. As she alighted from the car, she merely mumbled. "Master, you haven't proposed."

Ye Ling's heart did not fluctuate at all. He was expressionless, with a look that spoke "I can't hear whatever you say." He walked forward in huge strides. Shen Qianshu laughed happily. His stupid pride!

Yun An locked himself into his room. Shen Qianshu was a bit worried and knocked on his door. He should have been back already. Tong Hua appeared from the side. "Mommy, Uncle Yun An is in a bad mood."

"Mommy knows." Shen Qianshu ruffled his hair. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I'm waiting for you!" Tong Hua protested strongly. "Mommy, don't just care about Daddy. Care about me too. You abandoned me for the entire day. I'm unhappy now."

Shen Qianshu could not control her laughter. She missed such days where the two of them fought over her favor.