"Because our Ah Chen is normal, unlike you, who's abnormal," said Little Shushu defiantly. "Even if Linlin trains for another ten or eight years, she might not be able to understand!"
"Ow, Little Shushu, I can't agree with you there. I was abnormal before, ah, spit spit spit, I mean, I've become very normal now... Oh my goodness, why do I feel like the more I talk, the more you've twisted my words?" Sun Nanjue tapped his head, looking at Ye Shu with a vexed expression.
Ah Chen, oh Ah Chen, your wife is aiming for the skies!
At that moment, inside Han Ruixin's bedroom at the Han Mansion, a servant was installing new curtains.
