"Well, well, well, how can you call me aunt? You should call me mother instead!" Fang said happily, while Chen Shirley called her mother shyly.

"Okay, you go back first, my mother has to rest, and I'll let you know when she's well."

Chen Shirley listened to his stiff tone and knew that he was not feeling well. She obediently left.

"You can't talk softly!"

"No!" Fang Mujin's face was agitated.

"What happened? I'm not happy. Look at the dark face.

"By the way, why did you suddenly want to marry Xiaoxue?" Fang Mu pretended to know nothing.

Because, according to her personality, if she really did not know about...