Han Yingying glared at him with red eyes, "Do you also think that I'm not good enough for you?"
Shen Mosheng quickly denied, "No."
"Even if you think I'm not good enough, I will still marry you, hmph." Controlled by her rebellious heart, Han Yingying was like a barrel of gunpowder, ready to explode at the slightest provocation.
"Right, you should marry." Shen's mom smiled so hard her eyes bent, and she almost wished she could organize their wedding right then.
However, she also knew that Han Yingying was acting out of a rebellious psychology. If they really settled down now, and she regretted it once she calmed down, it wouldn't be good for anyone.
So they shouldn't rush things.
However, the fact that she was even thinking about marriage was a good sign.
The fire was already lit, they just needed to add a bit more wood, and the meal would be ready sooner or later.
Thinking this, she quickly gave her daughter a look.