"That's right, who else's son would he be?" Tang Mingli said proudly, Tang You'an had completely inherited his looks and Wei Jiajia's, especially those dimples on Tang You'an's cheeks, which looked exactly like Wei Jiajia's.
He particularly liked seeing Anan's dimples.
"And why don't you mention who gave birth to him?" Wei Jiajia smiled blissfully as she looked at him, feeling as if she were immersed in a honey jar.
"Wow~"
Anan suddenly woke up, and upon seeing strangers, he immediately burst into tears.
Wei Jiajia tossed the lotus pod into Tang Mingli's arms and quickly ran towards Tang You'an.
Mo Siyu and Tang Yue hadn't reacted yet, but Wei Jiajia quickly took Tang You'an into her arms, soothing him gently, her speed astonishing Tang Yue.
"Anan, be good, mommy's right here," Wei Jiajia soothed gently.
