Han Qingwan had been worried about Xiao Bao for the past few years. Not to mention anything else, it was an extravagant hope for Xiao Bao to have a good night's sleep.
She did not expect that Xiao Bao would really be able to sleep well with that woman.
"Yes." Su Zhuoqian nodded. "Have some tea first."
Han Qingwan seemed to see a trace of pride and joy on her usually cold and serious grandson's face.
She sat down and drank her tea happily.
When Qiao Weiyang got up, it was already late.
She knew that it was not only because she was too tired after the surgery last night but also because of some side effects.
However, her work in the past few years had never been as easy as yesterday.
It was all thanks to Xiao Bao that she could fall asleep without drinking.
Initially, she thought that she would stay behind to accompany Xiao Bao, but in the end, he was the one accompanying her.
Qiao Weiyang's lips curved into a smile.
