Qin Mu looked at Jian Ran with a bright smile. Having known Jian Ran for many years, whenever this expression appeared on Jian Ran's face, experience told Qin Mu that nothing good was bound to happen.
That little girl must be scheming something...
Qin Mu squinted his dark eyes, then teased playfully: "Ran Niu, something's off with your expression, are you plotting something...?"
"Tang Niu told Uncle, Uncle, don't believe what Mommy says now."
"Why not...?"
"Because Tang Bao's Mommy is a little fox, very clever."
"Hehe... Actually, it's like this... Mommy and Auntie want..."
Just as Tang Bao was about to speak, Jian Ran quickly interrupted, "Tang Bao, be good, this is a little secret between the three of us, don't tell Uncle, okay?",
"Well, okay, whatever Mommy says goes..."
Qin Mu was even more puzzled and confused, what on earth was going on.
Jian Ran realized it was getting late; the evening was particularly suited for doing mischief.
