"A-Chen, being too modest is its own kind of arrogance."
Ye Cixin gave him a sultry look.
She paused, then suddenly shifted into concern. Her brows drew together, and she looked so vulnerable it tugged at his heart.
"A-Chen, you know what Ling Ling is like. She keeps to herself, has few friends, and spends all day reading or cultivating."
"As her mother, what worries me most is that she won't have anyone to look after her in the future. If someone mature, steady, and strong like you were there to support her, I could rest easy."
Here it comes. Time to snap up a son-in-law.
Meng Chen had no idea how to answer Ye Cixin.
Fortunately, before he could speak, Xiao Wu had already heard enough.
She was both angry and anxious.
If Ye Lingling got to him first, what would happen to her, Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing?
At that thought, Xiao Wu sprang up and squeezed between Meng Chen and Ye Cixin, very rudely and without a trace of Moonlight Pavilion grace. She broke their handclasp in the process.
"Aunt Ye, I've reached Soul Douluo too! I'm strong too, but you haven't praised me at all. If Ling Ling needs someone to protect her, I can help."
Xiao Wu looked deeply aggrieved.
Damn!
Ye Cixin couldn't help cursing inwardly the moment Xiao Wu squeezed in.
But Xiao Wu was so adorable that Ye Cixin couldn't resist patting her little head. "You're amazing too, Xiao Wu. Reaching Soul Douluo is quite an achievement. If only Aunt Ye had a daughter like you."
The moment Ye Cixin praised her, Xiao Wu seized the opening. "Aunt Ye, you're so good to me. How about I call you my godmother? Then Ling Ling will be my godsister, and I'll be sure to