"Don't deny it, I can tell. Before, when Uncle Jiang wanted to pursue my mom, he looked at her the same way." Nianzhi said, acting like a little adult, as he whispered in Nan Sichen's ear.
Nan Sichen frowned slightly, mentally repeating Jiang Jinyu's name, wondering if those reporters had given him a hard time.
"But don't worry, my mom doesn't like Uncle Jiang, but you're different."
"Oh, how am I different?" Nan Sichen was now somewhat interested.
Nianzhi continued to lean close to Nan Sichen's ear, saying, "Even though my mom isn't your wife yet, as long as I like you, she will definitely become your wife. So, Uncle, as long as you help me get that Transformer, I'll make sure she becomes your wife."
"Alright, deal." Nan Sichen hooked pinkies with Nianzhi, making him so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
Qin Yin had no idea what the two were talking about. They were whispering and even hooked pinkies. It seemed Nianzhi genuinely liked Nan Sichen — like father, like son.
