Gu Nanqiao listened to his innocent questions, a sour taste surged in her heart.
The world of a child is so simple, only happy or unhappy, not understanding the complexities of the adult world.
Gu Nanqiao touched his little face, changing the subject as she asked, "Are you hungry?"
She had just gotten off work not long ago, and according to her parents, Chengcheng had been quite well-behaved, neither crying nor fussing, mostly playing quietly with his toys or watching cartoons.
"Not yet." Chengcheng shook his little head, "Are you hungry?"
"I'm not hungry either." Gu Nanqiao said as she stood up and went to the kitchen to pour him a glass of water, "Drink some water, and later we'll go eat."
Chengcheng didn't refuse, taking the water glass and drinking a few sips.
He was engrossed in the mythology book, asking her whenever he encountered a word he didn't recognize.
