Lin Chuxia was also intrigued. She knew that Jia Liang usually took good care of Qin Juan and her daughter, but she didn't expect him to have such a good relationship with Ningning.
Ningning lifted her little chin proudly, "I won't give Uncle Jia away to her. I've told him, a dad can only be mine alone..."
"Ningning, that's Uncle Jia, not your dad," Qin Yang couldn't help but remind her.
Ningning waved her small hand nonchalantly, "There's no rush. Very soon, Uncle Jia will be my dad. Grandma Jia said as long as my mom agrees and I agree, then Uncle Jia will be my dad. I really want it, my mom agrees too. I even saw my mom knitting a new scarf for Uncle Jia, and Uncle Jia was so happy that he hugged her."
Lin Chuxia: "..."
Is it that exciting?
Qin Yang: "..."
If you're not careful, someone will take the whole pot, and even pluck a little flower next to it.
Qin Yang and Lin Chuxia came back for the holidays, and the happiest ones are Mrs. Qin and Zhuangzhuang.
