Although her third daughter was not even a year old, she was born intelligent and her comprehension ability far exceeded her peers. She could understand the three stories her father told her and was mesmerized.
Jiu Ji asked curiously, "Husband, why are you telling so many stories? What did you do before you embarked on the path of cultivation? Were you a storyteller?"
A storyteller?
This is overestimating me. I'm just a lousy author who earns less than a thousand yuan a month…
Chen An thought of his profession in his previous life and could not help but mock himself.
Then, he looked at Jiu Ji and said, "Yes, I used to be a storyteller."
"You're really a storyteller. Husband is really amazing!"
Jiu Ji looked at Chen An with stars in their eyes and admired him from the bottom of their hearts.
