Ye Ling was very unhappy with Shen qianshu for calling him 'baby'. He frowned and looked at Tong Hua, who was teaching children's martial arts with a cigarette in his mouth."Look at him. Which part of him looks like your baby?"
Shen qianshu was in disbelief."He is a treasure."
Ye Ling's face darkened.
Whose baby looked like this? it was more like a child's heart was a baby.
Shen qianshu said,"even if a son gets married and has a child, he will still be a treasure in his mother's eyes."
"You're so biased. "
"You're saying it as if you're not biased. Your heart is as biased as the Pacific Ocean, night Bureau. " Shen qianshu could not help but mock him."Tong Hua's treatment here is worse than that of a stranger. My poor baby is so obedient and sensible that he doesn't argue with you. He's just stubborn with you, but you don't give in to him. My heart hurts so much."
Ye Ling was speechless.
