"Son…?

Welcome home"

Jian Ehuang greeted Jian Ying.

"Why are you like this?

You are even sweating. Are you alright…?"

Jian Ehuang was concerned, seeing Jian Ying in that state. She walked closer to him and touched his cheeks lovingly. Jian Ying looked at his mother and said.

"No! I'm not, mother! You should ask that little demon goddess of a wife what she did to me!"

He was sweating profusely.

"Who are you talking about, Jian Ying?

Don't tell me you are talking about our princess!"

Jian Qiao stared deeply at his son. They were both trying to bore holes through the walls.

"Where is Chen Lijuan, father?"

Jian...