Jian Ran curled her lips, looking at her spoils affixed with a "gift" label, and then handed it to Tang Bao.
"Here… Tang Baobao is really awesome."
"Hehe, it's because Mommy leads well."
The mother and daughter affectionately raised their hands, high-fiving each other directly.
Gu Mochen furrowed his brows, his gaze falling on a family portrait on the bulletin board. The three were smiling brilliantly, a moment he wished to keep close by.
He and Tang Bao had indeed not had many opportunities to take photos with Jian Ran.
"Gu Mochen… why haven't you left yet?"
Jian Ran, holding Tang Bao in her arms, settled into the shopping cart and, seeing Gu Mochen's gaze still lingering on the bulletin board, couldn't help but ask.
When the woman asked this, Gu Mochen pursed his lips and said in a soft voice.
"I'm coming over."
"Hmm…"
…
Tang Bao smacked her lips, looking at the tissue in her hand with a smile, showing off to Gu Mochen as she spoke.
