Sheng Tianci resentfully looked at Su Shengjing and said with a defeated expression, "Shengjing, are you going to marry someone else? What about me? We were childhood sweethearts. Besides, other than me, who else is as good to Little Jiu as I am?
"So, no one can be more suitable to be Little Jiu's male mother."
"Get lost, I'm not interested in men!" Su Shengjing pushed Sheng Tianci's face away in disdain.
An Yuan burst out laughing. These two were quite funny.
"You're so heartless!" Sheng Tianci pressed a palm to his chest and feigned a heartache. "When we were both kids, you didn't say that. You clearly said that you liked me the most!"
Su Jiu looked back and forth between her uncle and her father. The two equally young, handsome, and dazzling faces were eye-catching when placed together. Suddenly, her fujoshi brain was triggered, and an image formed in her mind.