"Hello, Aunt Xiaohao!"
Chengcheng, being watched by Wang Li, felt a bit shy and dared not look at her, so he greeted her while looking elsewhere.
Qin Mu lowered her head, looking at Chengcheng's demeanor, couldn't help but sigh lightly, thinking how rare it was for this kid to be shy.
"Mom, I'm so bored!"
Qin Mu was discussing work with Wang Li, and after a short while, Chengcheng looked up at Qin Mu and said with a sullen voice.
"I'll take you shopping later. Go sit over there for a bit and wait for me!"
Holding a small notebook, Qin Mu looked down at her son and said.
"Oh!"
Feeling bored, Chengcheng went to sit on the sofa. Seeing some promotional flyers on the table, he casually pulled out two and knelt on the sofa to start folding paper airplanes.
As soon as Qin Mu finished talking with Wang Li and turned her head, a paper airplane flew past her eyes, making her feel like she was suddenly transported back to childhood, in a very surreal way.
