"An'an!"
"Niannian!"
"An'an!!"
"Niannian!!"
"Safe and Sound! What's wrong with that?"
"Papa Nian, Papa Nian! Doesn't that sound so warm and affectionate?"
Beside the stone table at Twin Pearl Peak Summit, Jiang Lin and Chen Jia slapped the tabletop and rose to their feet, arguing nonstop. Little Niannian, sitting between them, turned her little head from side to side. Her limpid, lively eyes were filled with confusion, and she had no idea why her mama and papa had suddenly started arguing.
"I don't care! Our daughter is going to be called An'an!"
"Oh? You don't care? Chen Jia, let me tell you! I, Jiang Lin, have three kinds of people I don't hit. First, the elderly. Second, the disabled and weak. Third, women! Don't make me break my rule... ah!!"
Just as Jiang Lin finished speaking, Chen Jia punched him, sending him flying far away...
"Chen Jia! That's attempted murder of your husband!"
"You... Who's your wife?! Shameless bastard!"
Chen Jia's little face was red with anger, but Jiang Lin's words, "your husband," still made the girl secretly happy inside, as if a flower had bloomed.
Although she knew Jiang Lin was only pretending to be husband and wife with her in front of Little Niannian, she was still very happy.
But then she remembered how Jiang Lin flirted with so many other girls, and had even wanted to make a move on Wu Die.
In an instant, Chen Jia's eyes widened. She advanced with her fists clenched, intending to give the bastard another heavy blow.
"Mama, don't hit Papa anymore. Although Papa often stares below Sister Fang Ruo's neck, and although he always looks up whenever a pretty young lady in a long dress flies through the sky, Papa still likes Mama..."
Just as Chen Jia was about to