"Kid, you've grown up. You've gotten a lot tougher too!"
Lin Junyu fiercely pinched Zichuan Xiu's ear. This brat had come back from the front lines with a lot more nerve—he even dared to tease his adoptive father?
If he didn't give him a proper beating, where would his adoptive father's dignity go?
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts! Adoptive Father, I know I was wrong!"
Wrong? What had he done wrong?
Didn't he just want to bring his adoptive father a wife?
What was wrong with a demon princess?
She was beautiful, had a great figure, and her status was nothing to scoff at.
She was the girl best suited for his adoptive father. If he missed her, Zichuan Xiu couldn't think of any other woman his adoptive father might like.
He had to say, his foresight was truly exceptional.
Just look at how his adoptive father and Princess Kadan were getting along now. Given time, something was bound to happen.
When that time came, Adoptive Father, you'd thank your good son.
I, Zichuan Xiu, am the one who cares about you most among your three adoptive sons.
"Enough, you brat. It's good enough that you came back safely!"
After giving him a beating, Lin Junyu's anger subsided. After all, he had watched this boy grow up. He couldn't possibly hit him too hard.
Afterward, Zichuan Xiu began complaining to Lin Junyu about all sorts of things.
Lin Junyu summed it up in one point: playing the victim and crying poverty—Zichuan Xiu's same old routine.
In the store's fitting room, Zichuan Ning stared at Kadan in shock.
"Oh my God, why are yours so big!"
Zichuan Ning felt like even both her hands couldn't hold them. Why were hers like little soup dumplings instead?
Kadan was attacked right on a