By the time he returned, Mengmeng couldn't wait to ask, "How did you manage to stop them from crying?"
Gu Zhihan, like a hungry wolf, pounced toward her and said, "I just gave them a simple warning."
"Ah? How did you warn them?" Mengmeng was incredibly curious.
"I warned them that if they cried again, I'd throw them out to feed the wolves!"
"..."
With such a fierce dad, babies, Mommy really feels sorry for you.
But soon, Mengmeng felt sorry for herself, because someone was just too vigorous.
"Jerk!"
In the end, Mengmeng's strength to even curse grew weak and feeble.
Gu Zhihan, however, was full of energy and, after tucking her into the blanket, picked up the professional book on her nightstand.
Gu Zhihan raised his hand and flipped open the thick book.
Then, he took a pen and wrote down the Chinese translations under some obscure professional terms.
