"You must show them some toughness!" An Ning smiled.
"That's right!"
Wen Rufeng yawned. "Going back to the hotel to see my granddaughter, just thinking about her makes me so happy."
An Ning smiled. "Mom, if Ziqian hears this, he'll definitely be jealous."
"That kid won't be, he's becoming more and more like his father, acting all grown-up at such a young age, not cute at all!"
"I think he's very cute!" A mother wouldn't want her son to be spoken ill of.
"Alright, alright, I'll admit I misspoke, both of your kids are cute, okay?" Wen Rufeng said.
"Hehe, alright!"
...
Wen Rufeng originally planned to stay in the hotel, but received a call from an old friend and had to go out.
An Ning decided to stay back and take care of the kids, since it was a personal meeting anyway.
Just as she was playing with the children, the phone rang.
It was from Mo Ang.
An Ning discreetly glanced at Aunt Wang and coughed nervously twice before answering. "Hello."
