"Madam…"
Awkwardness flashed across Lairong's face as she whispered lightly to Madam's ears.
It took some time for the Old Lady to understand the situation, her face slightly embarrassed with the knowledge.
"I… I mean to say that's quick, shouldn't you be resting?"
Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips. He walked and said,
"My room is being occupied. How do I rest?"
"You have an enormous bed. It's not squeezy at all!" exclaimed the Old Lady without any tinge of hesitation.
"…"
Silence engulfed the large living room.
Shen Fanxing happened to hear the dissatisfied gabber as she walked out newly-clothed. Distress filled her.
"Madam…"
Seeing the presence that appeared behind Young Master, Lairong could only hint resignedly.
She was always like a child in front of her two grandchildren.
Regret arose from the Old Lady's failed attempt at having a great-grandchild. It was then she saw Shen Fanxing.