Indeed... it’s Tang Bao.
"Oh yeah... Qin Jin just said he likes too, haha."
Over the phone, Qin Jin could imagine the little girl’s excitent, her hands and feet moving animatedly.
Qin Jin’s thin lips curved into a smile, then he pressed his lips together and said, "Don’t be so playful next ti, okay? As a girl... you shouldn’t ask boys such direct questions, understand?"
"Hmm... so should I ask like Daddy and Mommy, ’Qin Jin-gege, do you love ?’"
Qin Jin: "..."
The little girl’s words were completely unintentional, yet they felt like a pebble tossed into the lake of Qin Jin’s heart. He awkwardly averted his gaze, clutching the phone a bit tighter.
"Don’t be mischievous."
"Hmm."
Grumpy Qin Jin-gege, do you know, acting like this... it’s really easy to lose .
Tang Bao pouted, feeling a bit disappointed.
Qin Jin naturally sensed the little girl’s unhappiness on the other end, his thin lips pressed together, and he tentatively spoke.
"Tang Baobao?"
"Present!"
"Qin Jin-gege, do you have sothing to say to ? Hehe."
The little bit of disappointnt vanished in an instant after the young man called her Tang Bao, transforming her back into a lively young girl.
Qin Jin heard Tang Bao’s words, his thin lips curving into a smile.
"Go to bed early."
"What about you?"
"I’ll keep reading, preparing for studies next month..."
"Hmm."
Tang Bao didn’t completely understand; regarding school matters, she couldn’t fully grasp it.
A 4-year-old’s biggest connection is preschool.
"Qin Jin-gege, take your ti with your books, then you can play with ."
Qin Jin: "..."
Perhaps starting next month, it would be once a year that he saw her.
It could be... three years, five years.
Even... seven years wasn’t impossible.
Qin Jin’s small hand clenched a bit tighter; hearing the little girl’s words, he responded with a faint "hmm."
The little girl’s world had no concept of such things, so why add to her worries?
"Alright, go to bed early, I need to keep reading."
"Goodnight, muah... Miss you, like you, hehe..."
Qin Jin: "..."
Doo... doo... doo...
Qin Jin looked at the phone, the call ended, his lips curling slightly upward.
Yes, goodnight...
...
After calling Qin Jin, Tang Bao felt her day had been perfect.
Jian Anguo only brought in the freshly brewed milk when he no longer heard any noise from the little girl’s room.
"Good girl, finish this and then sleep peacefully..."
"Hmm."
Tang Bao smacked her little lips, snuggling into Jian Anguo’s arms to drink her milk, looking utterly satisfied.
After drinking her milk, she didn’t need any coaxing—she quickly fell asleep.
Jian Anguo’s lips curled as he watched the little girl’s face resembling Jian Ran’s; he felt gratified.
In truth... Jian Ran resembled Su Wei a lot too.
Thinking about Su Wei, Jian Anguo felt a range of emotions.
Many words lingered on his lips as if he wanted to speak... After contemplating for a mont, he decided to keep so secrets sealed forever.
After all...
In Jian Ran’s mory, her mother is a gentle, gracious woman—not a... gambling addict... cold, selfish person.
...
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