After a long while of staring, Jiang Shuxuan finally accepted that this child was serious, and this was not just a passing fancy.
After knowing each other for so long, he was well aware of her temperament. If she believed in something, she wouldn't give up on it so easily. She was very stubborn, to the point it was distressing.
The cold stern eyes softened slightly, and he backed out from the room—closing the door softly as he instructed Mrs. Zhang to stay silent so that Gu Xiqiao could work in peace. He then proceeded downstairs with a softer gait than usual.
When Gu Xiqiao came down, Jiang Shuxuan was sitting by the window, holding a small ball in his hand. He would throw the ball out randomly after a while, and Haha would shoot off to chase after it, bringing it back to his feet—its tail wagging in delight.
