Hearing these words, An Mingji, who was placing a kettle and cups in the living room, paused his actions.
He gently pressed his lips together. Every time Sister Jin cared for him, he became more determined to treat her well in the future, even if it meant presenting the world to her.
A docile and obedient voice followed: "Okay, I'll listen to Sister Jin."
Gu Jin didn't notice An Mingji's hesitation; she just wanted to give this child the best.
His compliance touched her soft spot, and she smiled: "You can't always just listen to me. If you have any thoughts, you can tell me. I won't control your life. Everything I say is just a suggestion; the final decision is yours."
"I know, everything Sister Jin does is for my good."
Gu Jin paused from wiping the doorframe with a cloth, and hearing the sincerity in An Mingji's voice, she turned around.
