"When is the Business Summit?"
Nuo asked Siying as she was wrapping up with her work that Jian shamelessly but pitifully dumped onto her with the excuse of spending time with Leina and their boys. She had her own restaurant and while Jian handled Natusukashi's affairs, he would sometimes take Nuo's help here and there.
Idiot brother, she sighed.
Siying, who was overloaded with his son's cuteness as he played with Muyang, said, "I don't know how to thank you enough for giving birth to Muyang…" he sniffled. "He is too adorable just like you."
"..."
And this person is just like Bro Nian!
Two years old Muyang seemed to be in a very deep thought as he held two colorful marbles in his hand. After much contemplation and careful calculation, he handed one marble to his father with a sparkling smile. "Dada pink!"
Siying burst into tears. "You are sharing your precious marble to play with me? You are so kind."
