"Sorry, I'm not capable, I admit defeat," Shen Qingyu raised her hands, surrendering to love.
Mom Shen couldn't help but glare at her, "Whenever it's about love, you admit defeat. Whether it's a man or a woman, when can you bring someone home for me?"
"Living alone is so carefree and comfortable, why on earth would I complicate it by finding someone to boss me around?"
"You really plan to stay single forever?"
"Being single is refreshing for a while, staying single is always refreshing," Shen Qingyu said, quite pleased with herself.
Seeing Han Yingying watching her with innocent, big eyes, as cute as a porcelain doll, she couldn't help but rush over to hug and cuddle her.
"Little sister-in-law, why don't you dump my brother and marry me? For you, I could give up my status as a noble singleton."
As soon as she finished speaking, a clear and stern voice called out, "Shen Qingyu."