To be fair, even an adult would have mental changes if they were trapped in a house for so long, but as a child, he exhibited obedience and strength.
Looking at Xiangsheng, who longingly stared at a giraffe, both Su Zhiruan and Wen Qingyu felt guilty.
"A few more months, and hopefully once order is restored, everything will get back on track," Su Zhiruan remarked, "Everything will be fine then."
"What about the little sister Xiangsheng wants?" Wen Qingyu unabashedly clung to Su Zhiruan's hand, sticking to her like glue, "What about that?"
Su Zhiruan shook him off.
"Honey..."
"Ruanruan..."
At that moment, Wen Qingyu looked like an oversized golden retriever, staring at her with puppy eyes that were no different than Xiangsheng's earlier, it must be said, the father and son looked remarkably alike.
"I didn't say no," Su Zhiruan raised her eyebrows, crossing her arms, "Mr. Wen, you better get ready."
