Jiang Tingxu brought her son back to the sub-building. After walking out of the main building, the little boy who had been silent all this while suddenly stretched out his arms.
"Mommy, carry me," he said.
Jiang Tingxu fulfilled his request and carried him up. The little boy instantly wrapped his arms tightly around his mother's neck.
"Mommy~"
"Yes?"
"You won't listen to Great-grandpa and Grandma, right?"
Uh-huh?
Jiang Tingxu stopped and looked at little Ningning who was staring at her in her arms. She asked him slowly, "How could you tell?"
Had she not bothered to hide it at all?
The little man pouted. "Ningning just knows!"
As for how he knew? He had no idea.
It must have been his intuition!
Jiang Tingxu raised her eyebrows and pinched her son's little face.
"So, Ningning also wants to stop Mommy?" she asked.
