Although Jiang Qiran, who was in the second grade of primary school, was not very sensible yet, a child's heart was always exceptionally sharp.
Whether others liked or disliked him, the distinction was always very obvious.
Jiang Qiran was originally a lively child who loved to pester Su Wan since he was young.
That beautiful and gentle woman always made Jiang Qiran feel very dependent. In her arms, it was as if he could forget all his troubles.
Logically speaking, children at a young age could easily forget things.
However, Jiang Qiran was not like that.
He clearly remembered that when he was three years old, he was originally having a good afternoon nap with Su Wan. In the end, he was picked up by that man who was as tall as a mountain with an extremely cold expression.
"From now on, sleep alone. Don't always stick to your mother like this."
