"..."
Jiang Yixiu clearly understood these words were right and extremely reasonable. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, he would wonder what exactly his feelings for Mu Qingxin were?
Was it about liking her in bed? Or liking her reckless and uninhibited personality? Or perhaps it was the fact that he'd never won her heart, thus feeling his male dignity was damaged?
Uncertain, very confused, unable to comprehend.
After all, Old Madam Jiang had eaten more rice than him, and seeing he remained silent, she seized the opportunity to say, "How about we do this?"
"... Mom, give me three days to think about it, I'll definitely give you an answer after three days." Jiang Yixiu said seriously, "However, I promise you, there will definitely not be another incident like today. Today was a moment of confusion for me."
