Jiang Chengsi touched his nose.
Alright, it seems motorbikes have lost their charm for them.
"Why are you so late? I've told you not to move so far away. You see, it's not easy even to have a meal together. Don't go back tonight, stay here, or stay over at Hexi's place," the old lady said with a smile, looking at him.
Jiang Chengsi really didn't feel like driving to East City, so he nodded in agreement.
"Where's Xiaowu?" That kid said he had something to discuss with him. He's been inside for so long but hasn't been seen.
"Upstairs comforting the baby. For some reason, the baby suddenly started crying just now, and no one could calm him down. Only when Xiaowu held him did he quieten a bit," Fan Mingyu suddenly spoke up.
"Kids this age usually stick to their mothers. I've never seen one who clings so much to their father."
The tone had a hint of sourness.
