Qiao Mo was a bit puzzled. If his father was Fu Nancheng, then who was this Grandma Lv?
"Qiqi, how old are you this year?"
Qiqi held up two fingers: "Three years old, almost four."
"And your birthday?"
"My birthday is next month."
Qiao Mo nodded: "Does your mom usually spend your birthday with you?"
At the mention of this, Qiqi's head drooped again, but after a while, he spoke: "But mama will say happy birthday to me."
Last time on his birthday, mama came home very late.
He kept waiting, thinking that mom surely wouldn't forget, she was just too busy with work.
Maybe when she came back, she'd buy him a birthday cake, maybe even prepare a birthday gift for him.
He waited until midnight, when mom finally came back.
He hurriedly ran out of the bedroom, watching her come back looking somewhat tired.
Yu Qianxun was taken aback; she hadn't expected him to still be awake so late, frowning as she said: "Why aren't you asleep yet!"
