An Xi hurried over to take the pot from Gu Xiaoran's hands and set it aside, then hugged the child in concern. "Son, did you get burned?"
Gu Xiaoran shook her head, feeling very aggrieved. Tears started flowing uncontrollably as she sobbed, "The breakfast is gone... wahh..."
The little one couldn't hold back his emotions; he felt so wronged, truly very wronged!
A good pot of pork and dough drop soup was almost spilled, his breakfast was gone again, and he was going to be hungry.
"Ranran, don't cry. Let Daddy make another pot, okay?"
An Xi was really frustrated with Gu Liangjun, as if resenting him for not being tough enough. Before they married, what she admired was exactly Gu Liangjun's tactless nature, which promised a life of luxury after joining the Gu Family.
But now, after such an incident, she started to have some regrets and wondered whether taking such a big risk to marry Gu Liangjun was worth it.
If the owner of that number were to leak the past events...
