Meanwhile.

In the living room of the Yamin family.

Angie, Charlie, Stella, and Chris were playing with George on the sofa. Stella and Chris had just returned from working overtime and chose not to go upstairs upon seeing George in the living room.

"Oh, my waist! George, have you gained weight? | can't even afford to hug you anymore." Stella complained, a bit exhausted from playing with George. She lay on the sofa, panting heavily. From Chris's perspective, it seemed like she was suffering from serious asthma.

If it were a stranger gasping like that in the elevator today, Chris might subconsciously have come to his rescue.

He glanced askance at Stella, who was still panting heavily, and quickly withdrew his eyes. He lowered his presence and remained silent, quietly playing with George.

Angie glared angrily at her daughter Stella. "What did you mean? George is just fine like this. Your own weakness and lack of exercise are the issue, yet you're looking for reasons in my grandson." Stella couldn't help but feel speechless. She didn't mean anything.

Chris touched his nose with his hand, blocking his lips, and leaned close to Stella to remind her. He lowered his voice, audible only to the two of them as he said, "If you say one more bad word about her only dear grandson, I'm sure that Mom might scold you out of the house in a minute. Unless you give birth to other grandchildren for Mom right now.” After hearing what Chris had said, Stella couldn't help but wince and immediately banished the thought.

Angie squinted at her two unmarried children with an unsatisfied look while listening to Chris’ words. "Hmph, of course, | should treasure my grandson George, or do you think I'm supposed to treasure you two, an old leftover man and an old leftover woman?" Chris didn't what to say and could only glare at Stella, thinking that she talked too much and caused all of this.

Stella, however, still said casually, "Mom, | never knew that you've got sharp ears. You could even hear such a small voice." Angie didn't say anything anymore and just gave George a kiss on the cheek, a smile playing on her lips. She then shot Stella a stern look, leaving Stella to grasp the meaning on her own.

At this time, Charlie, who had received a message from William, was clearly depressed, and his chest rose and fell as he sighed.

He held up his phone for everyone to see. "Look, guys, this is a picture William sent specially. If you two want me to live a happy life, just be more grateful and solve your problem of being single." Then he glanced at the picture on his cell phone. The little baby looked so adorable. However, the only pity was that he had got a bad grandfather. Charlie then continued to say, "William is getting more and more cocky after having two adorable grandchildren right now. If this continues, William's ego might reach the sky. Chris, you're half responsible for what's going on." It was Chris" delay in getting married caused him to get the lower hand at every turn against William.

Angie concurred. The more she looked at George, the more she liked him. She lowered her head and kissed George on his cheek again. Stella, sitting across the table, expressed her sympathy for George. How many times a day did he have to be kissed? Angie subconsciously interpreted Stella's eyes as envy. "It's useless. If you can find a boyfriend, | might even reward you with a flying kiss. If you guys don't want William to get too cocky, go find your mates, and do what you need to do." Stella reached out to stop Angie's idea. "Mom, stop. You'd better put off the idea of sending me flying kisses. I'm afraid I'll have nightmares at night. As for the problem you mentioned about William being too proud and showing off in front of you and dad every day, | don't think it's a problem. It'll sort itself out when the time is right. After a long time, he'll find it pointless, right, Chris?" Angie and Charlie were speechless. With Stella's kind of thinking, they were really worried that she would end up alone.

to Stella, nor

or not; he did it all the time anyway. Stella shrugged her shoulders and nestled into the couch,

is also half responsible for that, so you can take care of

so clearly, Chirs meant that she should be half responsible for that. Stella pressed her hand on Chris's shoulder

marriage than me." "Stop talking nonsense!” Angie

lollipop nibbled as she sucked on it. "I'm just telling the truth, Mom. How can you say I'm telling nonsense?" "You'd better hurry up and find a boyfriend. Also, stop making a lot of

Stella then purposefully stuffed the lollipop in and pulled it out, repeating the action to create a very loud sound,

The little guy covered his mouth with

eccentric behavior. Surely, there was a

help her find someone. After all, it seems quite hard for her to get married." "Who are you talking about? It's rare to find someone as good as me. You're the one that no one likes." Stella held the lollipop diagonally in her mouth and crossed her

back a boyfriend, I'll stop talking about you," Angie

higher. She responded nonchalantly, "It's better to forget about it, then.” In the end, the issue of who should marry first was still not resolved, since Stella and Chris

she could only be a half-laid-back person. With the prospect of falling in love and dealing with the associated quarrels after long work hours, she

the busy schedules, she, of course, preferred a leisurely life with the weekend offered a

he was already occupied enough with daily surgeries, leaving no time for love. Besides, he also didn't want love to interfere with his work. After all, few women could understand his career, and he didn't have the time

Stella and Chris's thoughts, they would sure be

ward

both cradled Frank's son for a while before Grace encouraged them to head

can come over tomorrow," Grace suggested, winking at William.

said, "I'll go home too. I'll come to see you tomorrow." Ava was already a mother now, and he should consider more in some ways, even if he was her father. After all, Ava was a woman, and there were times when

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