Jiaojiao couldn’t help but laugh at the words, feeling like she could almost imagine her uncle’s aggrieved expression.
Sure enough, speak of the devil, Shu Lang and Old Master Shu ca in from outside, with father and son entering one after the other, both looking displeased, especially the old master who wore a long face as if everyone owed him millions.
But this sulky face wasn’t just a new thing; it had been like that since he found out Jiaojiao was engaged to Duan Xi. Ruan Jie even got a beating from the old master because of it, though Jiaojiao didn’t know how severe it was, as she hadn’t seen it herself.
All she knew was that during this period, the old master’s disdain for Duan Xi was increasingly blatant. Jiaojiao initially tried to diate a bit, but later realized her words only added fuel to the fire, so she stopped saying anything.
"Grandpa, Uncle," Jiaojiao called out sweetly, her head tilted up as she saw them co in.
"Sigh." Shu Lang looked at his fifteen-year-old niece and sighed.
"It’s supposed to be a joyful day, why the hell are you sighing!" Old Master Shu directly struck him with a cane. Although he wasn’t happy about Jiaojiao getting engaged so early, it didn’t an he could let anyone act up on this day.
Shu Lang clutched his backside and didn’t dare utter another word, shuffling quietly to Jiaojiao’s side. By this ti, Jiaojiao had already styled her hair and put on light makeup, preparing to get up and change into her little dress.
Just as she was about to hand Little Potato back to Gu Zichen, Shu Lang hurriedly took him over.
But as soon as he took Little Potato, as if to prove Gu Zichen’s previous statent, the little guy burst into tears.
Old Master Shu, seeing this, angrily struck Shu Lang’s backside with his cane again.
Shu Lang had to endure the beating while trying to soothe Little Potato, appearing sowhat flustered, but no matter what he did, the baby wouldn’t calm down. Shu Wen, who was concerned about her nephew, quickly reached out to take him.
As soon as the little guy was in Shu Wen’s soft and fragrant arms, he imdiately stopped crying, looking up at her with his big watery eyes and smiling, snuggling and squirming in her embrace.
"Bro, it seems Little Potato really doesn’t like you," Shu Wen couldn’t help but laugh as she looked at the baby squirming in her arms.
"Hey! You little rascal!" Shu Lang, frustrated, raised his hand but couldn’t bring himself to bring it down.
Outside, Qin Qiong and Ruan Hao walked in together, just in ti to see this scene. Qin Qiong and Shu Wen got married last year, but these past few years Shu Wen has been busy with her career, and Qin Qiong is also in a rising phase, so they often spend more ti apart than together and haven’t had ti to have children. Seeing other people’s kids, Qin Qiong inevitably felt envious and liked Little Potato, always wanting to play with him every ti he saw him.
However, it was clear Little Potato didn’t like him much. Seeing him standing next to Shu Wen, with his arm draped over her shoulder and leaning his big face to tease him, Little Potato disdainfully kept batting him away with his little hand.
But as a three-month-old baby, he couldn’t bat him away, so he could only crane his neck and howl, and soon Shu Wen pushed Qin Qiong aside, kicking him in annoyance.
"Can’t you see Little Potato doesn’t like you? And you’re still trying to get close."
Qin Qiong pouted in grievance, watching Little Douzi snuggling in his wife’s arms, showing a toothless smile, not knowing who to be jealous of, and grunted in frustration, "This little guy is bound to be a lecher when he grows up!"
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