The streetlights illuminated the night like daylight, and Yang Sheng glanced at Mu Xi through the rearview mirror, meeting her smiling eyes.
Even though she was already a mother, her eyes were as clear as those of an innocent young girl.
Yang Sheng was momentarily taken aback.
His Chu Ran also had a pair of eyes like this.
Suppressing the suffocating pain in his heart, Yang Sheng managed to squeeze out a smile.
"No choice, the little master of my sister's family is a real handful. Sparred with him for years, and it increased my knowledge significantly."
Mu Xi couldn't see his expression change from the backseat, and she teasingly said to him.
"That's good, when you become a dad, you'll be ready to go."
When other relatives or friends said something like this, Yang Sheng would frankly state his notion of not marrying.
But at this moment, he cast a complex gaze at the smiling Mu Xi in the rearview mirror, paused, and then responded.
