Tan Chenxiao turned around and looked at Lu Qichuan, who was talking to Gu Xicheng not far away. The corners of her lips curled up slightly.
"Master, Master Can't run away. Stop looking,"Chu Luoyi said and went over to Tan Chenxiao to talk about the follow-up issues of the art exhibition.
Gu Xicheng stood beside Lu Qichuan with the little ghost in his arms. "I thought third uncle had just run away with third aunt."
"I wish,"Lu Qichuan said as he hugged the little devil.
The little devil put his arms around Lu Qichuan's neck and asked crisply, "Is third grandfather going to have a baby with the painter's grandmother? But this way, the little devil will have to call him 'Little Uncle'. It's so annoying."
Gu Xicheng burst out laughing and reached out to pat his son's head. "Who told you all this?"
