Sparks of confrontation

"Your father is acting very suspicious these days," Xie Nuying held a frown on her face.

They had gathered in Jun and Ai's room where her mother had a mystery to decode.

"After hearing everything I said, what do you think Ai? He is hiding behind his embarrassment, right?"

Ai had long kept her writing materials aside, completely invested in her story. Her face wasn't shining with just the pregnancy glow anymore but the hope of parents' bright future.

"Finally! It was long due."

Xie Nuying slightly furrowed her brow. "I didn't say anything about accepting his advances. On the contrary, he is accusing me of plotting everything. He even joined the same pottery class."

Ailun raised his hand. "Grandma, so will I get to eat a wedding cake?"

"..."

"Hahaha!" Xing Bi burst into laughter as she cradled her son, Baihu, in her arms. "So cute. Yup, yup, Ailun! We can get to hear the good news soon~"