Gently pinching Chu Baiyu's nose, Chu Xinian asked the child, "So, what book do you mean, little gangster?"
Chu Baiyu jumped down from the dining table. He ran into the bedroom, then came back with the book he had shown Ai Zhiyi earlier. In front of Chu Xinian, he immediately showed the woman the book while saying, "Here, a book like this!"
"Oh, comic," Chu Xinian nodded, responding leisurely, "I'll buy it for you."
Hearing Chu Xinian readily agreeing to it, Chu Baiyu jumped up and down in joy.
While Ai Zhiyi smiled, muttering, "Though, I promised to buy it for Xiaoyu, but that kid seems to know that I won't buy it this week, so he asked you."
Chu Xinian instantly burst into laughter. She poked Ai Zhiyi's waist as he teased him, "Looks like my money can tempt him more."
Chu Baiyu heard this, so he interrupted by saying very honestly, "Aunt Nian is rich and kind. I like her and her money of course!"
