That's really asking for a lot.
Fu Jingshen's handsome face darkened a bit.
"What? Not happy about it? Then I'll have our Shanshan mention it to Niannian..."
Fu Jingshen: "..."
Shit...
This little brat seems determined to cling on, using coercion and inducement.
Fu Jingshen lightly pressed his lips together, then tugged at the corners of his mouth.
"Jing Rui..."
"What?"
"Um... no problem... as long as you're in a good mood... as long as you feel comforted..."
Fu Jingshen was tugging at the corners of his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, Jing Rui on the other end of the phone immediately said: "Jingshen... you're rubbing salt into my wounds, aren't you? I need to tell Shanshan, and then Shanshan will tell Niannian."
Fu Jingshen: "..."
This grandson is really getting more and more excessive.
Fu Jingshen's handsome face darkened a bit more.
Jing Rui's smile grew even more pronounced at the corners of his mouth.
