"Aside from Ah Huan's big appetite, I don't need to worry about anything else. Raising him is not a hassle except for the money."

Yan Jun's voice came from behind Jiang Li.

Shen Linshen looked at the child whom he hadn't seen for a few years. "You have grown up, and you have experienced the real and fake daughters. I thought you would change. I didn't expect you to still have that expressionless look, which is very boring."

Yan Jun's eyes swept across Shen Linshen's face, "An expressionless face is always more pleasing than your cold face."

This is the truth. Although Yan Jun has a blank expression on his face most of the time, in the eyes of the Shen family, he is more likable than Shen Linshen.

Shen Linshen couldn't win the argument with Yan Jun, so he turned his attention to her sheep. "Your sheep is just like you, full of crooked ideas and even capable of scamming people. Aren't you afraid that my driver won't be able to brake in time and then die?"

Yan Jun held up two fingers. "First, Ah Huan is not a scammer. He is a fainting sheep, a species unique to Continent M, and he suffers from congenital myotonia. When he is frightened, his limbs become stiff, and then he falls to the ground. He is not scamming you, he just happened to faint at that time.

Second, if your driver ran over it without braking, your car would be the one that would be damaged. As for my sheep, it wouldn’t lose a single hair.”

Do you really think Ah Huan is just a furry creature with no killing power?

Not to mention Shen Linshen’s luxury car, even if tanks and cannons fired at it, it would be fine.

How could a divine beast be injured by a mortal's means of transportation! "Oh my! Ah Shen, are you arguing with your sister Xiaojun again? You are the older brother, you should give in to her!"

Old Madam Shen could hear the sarcasm and ridicule from the two men from a distance. She didn't expect that the two children, who hadn't seen each other for several years, would be so hostile as soon as they met.

Old Madam Shen heard from the old man of the Fu family that this girl was very good at fortune-telling, and that the eldest grandson that old man Fu cherishes now was the one that Yan Jun found.

She specifically asked Sister Jiang to bring Yan Jun to Fengqiang Villa because she wanted her to help calculate when Shen Linshen would get married.

This brat is so good, he has nothing good to say when he comes back. What if Xiaojun gets angry and doesn't tell her the news about her granddaughter-in-law? Old Madam Shen came up and pulled Yan Jun into the house, "Xiaojun, don't worry about this old man. Lunch is ready in the kitchen. Let's go in and prepare for lunch."

Before the servants served the dishes, Mrs. Shen asked Mr. Yan.

Madam Shen: "Xiaojun, I heard that you have learned fortune-telling recently. Can you help my grandson see when he will find his other half?"

Yan Jun glanced at Shen Linshen and said, "He was supposed to meet his destined person more than six months ago, but someone got there first and the other person is now married to someone else."

Jiang Li's eyes moved. More than six months, at this point in time, it couldn't be the person she thought of! Old Madam Shen was worried, "This destined person can still be snatched away by someone else, then Lin Shen will not be a bachelor for the rest of his life!"

Yan Jun: "No, since it is destined, we will still be together in the future. It's just that Grandma Shen, she was married and pregnant, but the child was not born. But you won't dislike her for this, right?"

Madam Shen shook her head. "In this era, I can still be open-minded about these things."

Yan Jun: "Then Grandma Shen just needs to wait a little longer. Maybe in two months, she will get divorced. By then, Brother Lin Shen will not be single anymore."

Shen Linshen thought: Oh, fortune-telling, feudal superstition. And he even said that the other party was already married, which was getting more and more outrageous. He was not Cao Cao, who liked other people's wives.

If you don't seek death, you won't die. Big darling, give me a kiss. Thank you for your monthly ticket.

Fainting sheep, a breed of sheep unique to America, faints an average of twenty-five times a week.