Di Fuyi was rarely so generous. He handed Di Hao to Gu Xijiu as he said, "Be obedient; don't try to be mischievous with us."
Di Hao finally found himself in Gu Xijiu's embrace. It was warm in his mother's arms, with a unique faint aroma that was different from his father's.
He stretched out his small arm and gave Gu Xijiu a big hug before saying, "Mother, let me go. I am already able to run. You are pregnant, and it is inconvenient for you to carry me. Don't hurt little sister Xuyue." He struggled out from Gu Xijiu's arms and walked forward.
Gu Xijiu was rendered speechless by what the little boy had said. She turned to Di Fuyi and spoke, "It seems that you and your son have gotten really close; you have even told the little guy the name of our future daughter..."
Di Fuyi held her waist and walked forward with her. "I didn't say anything; this little guy can predict the future."
