Meng Suizhou was speechless, "…Is that necessary?"
"It's necessary, it's necessary," Jing Shun laughed as he patted his shoulder, "A wife is a good thing, you'll understand the wonders once you have one."
"Ah Shun!" Ye Qingci glared at him, "You're the thing!"
"Yeah, I'm a good thing too," the thick-skinned Jing Shun said, not bothered in the least, laughing, "I'm a good thing, that's why I dared to marry my sister-in-law's friend, right? If I wasn't the thing, sister-in-law's head would be aching."
Ye Qingci: "…"
There's no reasoning with someone so thick-skinned!
Overall, the meal ended with everyone very happy.
These people, when together, didn't need to pretend or wear masks. They were joyful and free, and the time flew by, with the day gone so quickly.
Over the next week, Ye Qingci had nothing to do, so she obediently stayed home taking care of her pregnancy, counting the days each day, anticipating the weekend to go boating at the Tang and Song Dynasties Soup Lake.
