Jian Ran: "..."
Old Master Qin really has a knack for foresight.
Jian Ran tugged at the corners of her lips. It seems that ginger gets spicier with age.
Jian Ran admired Old Master Qin greatly and then managed a slight smile, expressing gratitude: "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."
In fact, Jian Ran did feel a bit guilty.
Because at this very moment, Gu Mochen was just in the room.
...
After seeing the security off, Jian Ran returned to the room, only to see Gu Mochen sitting on the soft big bed, gently patting the little one's back.
Even in sleep, Tang Bao obviously slept more soundly thanks to Gu Mochen's gentle soothing.
Jian Ran couldn't help but feel a bit disdainful; this Gu Mochen really does favor sons over daughters.
He pampers his darling daughter too much, while the son, though also asleep nearby, seems to be out of his focus.
Jian Ran curled her lips, walked up behind Gu Mochen, and reached out her arm to hook around the man's neck.
