If Shuyao wasn't a woman, Ling Yichen really wanted to punch her. If not for her, Niannian wouldn't have had that long-lasting awkwardness with him last time.
"It's not sweet nothings, it's a promise," Shi Niannian said with a smile, glancing at Ling Yichen.
Ling Yichen pulled Shi Niannian over, "You should talk less with her; she just loves stirring up trouble."
Shuyao "hmphed" and said, "Petty!"
Liang Wei brought over a fruit platter, "Yichen, Niannian, Shuyao, come over and have some fruit."
"Thank you. Is Xinghe not at home?" Ling Yichen hadn't seen Shi Xinghe for a while; they were all busy making money.
"Xinghe is out choosing a wedding gown with his fiancée; they've set their wedding date for three months from now," Liang Wei said, her eyes curling up with joy as she spoke about her son's upcoming marriage; she was particularly pleased with her future daughter-in-law.