out in a flat tone, “Grandpa” 。“Do you still remember that I’m your grandfather How did you tell me back then, huh You said to my face that after divorcing An Xiaotu, you would be strangers, like wate..."Then we won't break up, won't break up. Or if you want to get married now, you can too. Don't cry." Yisheng tried his best to soften his tone, feeling that this was probably how one soothed someone.

“Who wants to marry an old man like you Get out of my sight! I, Wen Ping Sheng, would rather remain unmarried for the rest of my life or even marry a pig than marry you, An Yi Sheng.” Wen Ping Sheng cried as she spoke, “I'm going back to Kyoto tomorrow. Let my older brother find me a young man who is more handsome, younger, gentler, and richer than you. Who would want an old man like you”

"Wen Ping Sheng!" His voice dropped, his tone thick with warning. "Try calling me old man again."

“...” She was stunned for a moment, and then, like a broken record, she said breathlessly, “Old man, old man, old man, old man... I'll just call you old man. What are you going to do about it”

"Seeing as you're so obedient, I take back what I said about breaking up with you. We're not breaking up." Yisheng curved his lips into a faint smile and forcefully pulled her into his arms.

"You old bastard! You tricked me."

Wen Ping Sheng struggled for a while, but couldn't push him away.

Yisheng wiped the tears from her face, "Just now he was still a respectable old man, how come he's become an old rascal now"

He'd come to understand it, thinking on the optimistic side. Now, every time she called him "old man," he felt like he was getting something for free. After all, she was over eleven years younger than him.

So, she loves calling herself old man, let her call it.

Even if called an old ruffian, he wouldn't mind.

“Let me go!” Wen Ping Sheng pushed against him, unable to break free. A little annoyed, she turned her head and bit his arm.

But because she was outdoors, Yisheng wore three layers of clothing. A round-neck base layer paired with a fake two-piece cardigan and an outer coat. She took a bite, her mouth filled with the taste of his clothes.

Wen Ping Sheng unwillingly bit his clothes, then opened his mouth again, determined to bite him until he gave in.

Yisheng was amused by her childish behavior. He gently stroked her hair, "Alright, let's go home first. When we get back, I'll take off my clothes and let you bite me to your heart's content, okay"

"You filthy scoundrel!" Wen Ping Sheng glared at him fiercely, cursing.

"..." Yi Sheng.

She wanted to bite him, he was so gentlemanly saying to go home and take off his coat, roll up his sleeves for her to have a good bite.

How did he become a hooligan again

Woman, a creature of unreasonable demands.

But AnAn had told him that when women get angry, it's best to just let them have their way.

Yisheng coaxed for a long time, even offered to pay damages, before finally coaxing Wen Pingsheng back into the car.

"Ping Sheng, when you were angry before, how did your older brothers coax you" Yi Sheng asked casually while driving.

He found that it took more energy and brainpower to appease a woman for a while than doing 14 hours of experiments in a day.

Wen Ping snorted arrogantly, but did not answer him.

Yisheng said again, "Tell me, I'll learn it and coax you later, okay"

Not long ago, they even discussed who would coax whom in the future, saying that he didn't need her to coax him, and he wouldn't coax her either; but unexpectedly, he slapped himself in the face soon after.

To use that kid's words: It really works!

"Well, well, man." Wen Ping Sheng let out a cold laugh. "My brothers would never make me angry. You're actually thinking about continuing to anger me and then coaxing me afterward Is this a slap followed by a candy"

“I didn’t mean to upset you again.” Yi Sheng said with a hint of innocence. Women getting angry was too much trouble, he wasn't a masochist, why would he torture himself “But pregnant women... most of them can't control their emotions. I was just being cautious."

"You!" Wen Ping Sheng bit his teeth with a blush of indignation, "...Who wants to have a baby with you You old geezer are better off being a bachelor."

Yisheng fell silent for a moment, recalling Xiao Annian's promise to help him pursue Ping Sheng and guarantee marriage this year.

He put on a serious expression and said, “My mom said there’s a once-in-a-century auspicious day at the end of the year, perfect for getting married. Do you like a Chinese wedding or a Western one I prefer a Chinese one, the wedding dresses are beautiful.”

If Xiao An saw this, he would definitely be thinking in his heart that the old man was tricking innocent young girls again. It's a distortion of humanity.

"I think a phoenix crown and auspicious robe are pretty stunning too." Wen Ping Sheng blurted out an answer before she could stop herself. When she realized what she had said, she angrily retorted, "But I prefer Western style. Different paths, different preferences. You should find someone who shares your taste for traditional Chinese styles."

"I said I liked Chinese style, but actually I prefer Western style more. You would definitely look beautiful in a wedding dress." Yisheng said unconvincingly.

Wen Ping Sheng thought he was rather cute like this, making her want to laugh. However, she still managed to clench her smile tightly, resolutely refusing to laugh out loud in front of him.

Because of her extreme forbearance, her pretty little face looked somewhat distorted.

Back home.

Wen Ping Sheng went in first, putting the two new lunch boxes on the living room tea table and greeting An Nian before returning to his room.

Little An looked at Yi Sheng who had brought a pile of things into the house and asked, "Uncle, did you make Ping Sheng sister cry"

"No." Yisheng denied without hesitation.

To be asked like this by this little devil, admitting it would be embarrassing.

"Do you think I'm blind" His words made Xiao Annian doubt even the punctuation marks. She snorted and began to scold him, "Sister Pingsheng's eyes are red and puffy, obviously from crying; you made Sister Pingsheng cry and you still deny it Is this what a man should do, without taking responsibility"

"Tang Anyue! While I was shopping with Ping Sheng, we saw some children's hats that looked pretty good. They would be perfect for kids who are bald." Yisheng said with a sullen face.

"Huh When did you come back, Uncle Where's Ping Sheng sister" The little guy instantly feigned amnesia, his little head whirring as he looked around.

"Before dinner, you get Ping Sheng to cheer up, or tomorrow there will be no lunch to bring to school."

I-sheng dropped that sentence and walked towards the kitchen.

Little An was dumbfounded and scratched his head, ""

Have him comfort her

So, who is Ping Sheng's sister's girlfriend

As An Yixi's little nephew, my role is just to coax his girlfriend

Wen Ping Sheng went back to his room, washed his face, and applied an eye mask. His eyes looked much better after that, so he came out of the room.

"Sister Ping Sheng," Xiao An called out with a bright smile and a soft voice, then lowered his voice to ask, "Did that old man make you angry"

He wouldn't dare call his uncle "old man" in front of him.

If an old man is unhappy, his thick hair will suffer.nsulation of the hotel room was generally poor. Tang Moqing's low voice rang out outside the door at night: "It's me" 。“Xiaonuan, who was taking a midday nap in bed, had fallen asleep counting sheep....