No More Next Time

"Didn't you say that the child was buried alive? How did she suddenly—" Master Cheng snapped back to his senses after a long while. He paused and suddenly said, "So, I have a daughter too?"

At that point, Master Cheng's face inexplicably widened, and the smile on his lips became wider. "Daughter... not bad, not bad."

Then he raised his hand to touch his young son, who was still in a daze. "You have a sister! It's that liar just now. I mean, the beautiful sister who looks very much like you."

"It's Auntie," Xiao Nian retorted. "She's already married, so it's Auntie!"

Cheng Jinyan nearly facepalmed at the side. He did not know who had told his younger brother that she had to call a woman Auntie if she was married. Furthermore, that kid had memorized it and made it a rule.