Jeremy pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly still processing the overwhelming flood of information Everly had dumped on him. From the convoluted deal with Grandma Qin, to the fake engagement and pregnancy, to the stalker, the suspicious Adelia Rong, the assassins, and now she was adding even more to the mix. His poor brain felt like it was drowning in a sea of absurdity.
"I still have about fifty questions, but sure, go ahead and pile on more chaos."
"Oh don't worry, I haven't even gotten to the really important stuff yet! See, my top priority was to regale you with the most interesting and fun parts first, like that battleaxe Aunt Luo pointing a bazooka at me, or me spontaneously becoming a dance instructor with the secret assistance of three assassins using their bullets as choreography aids!"
Jeremy pinched his nose even harder, his eyes screwed shut.
