Chu Baichuan is simple-minded, muscled, and doesn't think about the future. After lovingly kissing his wife and joyously listening to the child's movement in her belly, he had no idea what to do next until Ai Yixin slapped him and told him to look at the Trojan List.
"Thank you. He's a fool. Don't mind him." Ai Yixin sat against the wall on the floor, brushed her hair away from her eyes, and thanked Tang Zheng.
"You're welcome." Seeing this kind-hearted, subtly elegant Eastern woman, Tang Zheng had to marvel at how lucky Chu Baichuan was.
"A violent loli who's increasingly fond of sticking to Tang Zheng; you've got quite used to splattering others' brains like a rotten watermelon. Congrats, wish you can go far. Score: 3100, Reward: Golden Seed, Level-A Evaluation."
"Humph," Lu Fan snorted proudly, lifting his tender chin in contempt.
Having heard the score, Dantai Zongqi looked at the loli with newfound interest. She was not just a burden; he had underestimated her.
