While the two women were buying medicine, Gu Moqian and Xi Nanfeng were idly chatting.
"I called Old Ye today. He said his cold is almost better. But from the sound of his voice, his mood still seems a bit low."
Xi Nanfeng said as he casually pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two, and handed one to Gu Moqian. Yet he was met with a somber refusal, "Quit."
"Quit?" Xi Nanfeng asked in surprise.
"Haven't touched it in two months," Gu Moqian explained indifferently. "Smoking isn't good for the baby in Ji Wei's belly."
As the highest authority in the Gu Group, Gu Moqian dealt with immense pressure, and he would occasionally smoke to relieve stress.
"Old Mo, I have to admit, you're doing pretty well in your role as a father," Xi Nanfeng teased, though there was a hint of admiration in his tone.
Gu Moqian didn't have a strong addiction to smoking, but quitting was no easy task for anyone.
