"Hmm?" Jasmine Yale turned her head, meeting his serious face, and burst into laughter.
"Alright, alright, I know. I will, I will, I will." Jasmine coaxed.
Sylvan Cheney was really like a child now.
Jasmine Yale felt like she was a certified nanny, taking care of three kids all by herself.
But the fact that Sylvan Cheney would actually explain things to her now was unexpected.
In the past, he never told her anything.
"Also... I changed the lock on my apartment to a code lock. The code is your birthday," Sylvan said. "You can try it next time you visit."
"Why change the lock?" Jasmine asked.
"..." Sylvan pressed his lips together, not saying a word.
Jasmine guessed it. He was really like a sulking child!
She teased, "Is it because we had a fight? You changed the lock because of a fight. So, if things get unpleasant in the future, are you going to kick me out?"
"Of course not." Sylvan gave her a glance.
