Making Up

The farce ended with a single sentence from Li Yan, leaving not only Lionheart Earl but also the Earl's wife staring wide-eyed in disbelief.

It's hard to accept, unbelievable. What kind of so-called best friend relationship is this, with your own best friend becoming your daughter-in-law?

Unbelievable! His son, whom he had raised since childhood, was now with his tutor, a magical master... Lionheart Earl felt a pang of envy. Why didn't he have such a good teacher when he was a child?

He clearly remembered how hot that summer was, and how his mentor's pectoral muscles were exceptionally exaggerated, as if they could crush a Durian.

The education of Warriors and mages is completely different. Thinking of this, Lionheart Earl felt a little envious of mages. Warriors ' mentors are all muscular men. If you want a beautiful female Warrior with a famous sword and wine and meat to accompany you, you might only dream of it.

But magic is different. Magic instructors are usually fair-skinned, fragrant, soft, and delicate. There are big-breasted beauties as instructors and cute blue-haired legal loli instructors. Those are common occurrences.

As for priests, let's not even talk about them. The best choice is a priest who worships Goddess, a holy priest with big breasts, or a pure and cute loli priest. As for the kind of uncle priest who loves to drink, let's just forget about it.

The farce ended at night; if you want to continue watching, the broadcast will be on time tomorrow morning.

Serie returned to her room dejectedly. Li Yan's words had interrupted her enjoyable late-night family drama; she would have to wait until tomorrow morning to watch the latest episode, even though she was a VIP.

Flamme was a little out of sorts, feeling uneasy. She held Li Yan's hand tightly. She was worried about her best friend, not because she was worried about her friend's opposition or dislike, but because she was worried about the complicated look in her friend's eyes when they faced each other.

"Relax, relax."

Li Yan patted Flamme on the back reassuringly. This matter was already irreversible, so there was no need to think about it further. Besides, the grandson that his father wanted most was about to be born, and he should be the first to agree.

Looking at Flamme, who was still somewhat restless in bed, Li Yan couldn't help but sigh. She was such a thoughtful girl. At this moment, a warm embrace would be enough to solve any problem.

"Don't worry, at worst we'll elope and go on a trip, then you won't have to worry about seeing my mother."

Li Yan chuckled and whispered in Flamme's ear, and Flamme, whose face was already flushed, responded softly.

The night was enchanting. Some slept soundly, while others were unable to sleep. The Earl's wife stared at the ceiling, the image of Flamme heavily pregnant already appearing in her mind. Her best friend was actually her daughter-in-law—such a thing had actually happened to someone close to her.

On a peaceful morning, Li Yan and Flamme had breakfast and were enjoying a sunbath, which was said to be very beneficial for the baby in her womb. Lionheart Earl approached, coughing, and looked at Flamme's belly, speaking softly, "Yan'er, I didn't approve of your relationship with your master. After all, she's your mother's best friend, her closest confidante."

"But... to be fair, no matter how much I disagree, the child in Flamme's womb is innocent. I can't bear to see my grandson grow up without a mother. So, when do you plan to hold your wedding?"

The Lionheart Earl's words brought a sigh of relief to Li Yan and Flamme. Indeed, Experience tells; the most important words are always saved for last.

"Then... what about Mother?"

Li Yan couldn't help but ask.

"Hmm, what objection could I possibly have? You've already slept together, and you've been keeping it from me for who knows how long."

At the doorway, the Earl's wife walked out with her cheeks puffed out. Flamme lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly. Just a few days ago, they were best friends who could talk about anything, but now, she had become the other's daughter-in-law.

"Mother!"

Li Yan stood up and naturally stood in front of Flamme.

None of this was his Godmother's fault; it was just that his filial piety had gradually changed.

"Okay, okay, I know you two are in love. I'm just angry that you've been together for so long and kept it a secret from me."

The Earl's wife sat down next to Li Yan, somewhat annoyed, and glared at Flamme with puffed-out cheeks. "You could have told me from the beginning yesterday, but you made me worry for a long time before telling me."

"I'm sorry, I actually wanted to say it too, but seeing how excited you were, I was too embarrassed to speak up, after all..." Flamme said somewhat weakly.

"Hmph, anyway, from now on I'll call you my daughter-in-law, and you'll call me Mom."

The Earl's wife puffed out her cheeks as she spoke, Flamme nodded slightly. Their friendship of over a decade had turned into a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship.

Seeing that her mother and Godmother had reconciled smoothly, Li Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that there weren't any major problems at the moment.