"Little baby, daddy said that from now on, whatever happens, he gets to call the shots, but I'll listen to whatever you say in the future, okay?"
Wen Qiyang's face turned dark...
True to his son, so young and already skilled in sweet-talking...
After chatting casually with Xia Weiyi for a bit, Wen Qiyang went to the restroom, and upon returning, he found the two women had left his son aside and were leaning close, seemingly whispering about something.
Qu Qingge's expression was serious, her eyebrows deeply furrowed, yet she kept nodding.
Finally, after Xia Weiyi had finished explaining everything, Qu Qingge humphed softly and assured Xia Weiyi, "Yiyi, don't trouble yourself over this anymore, leave it to me."
When Wen Qiyang and Qu Qingge left the ward and reached the elevator, they saw a man dressed in casual business attire and wearing gold-framed glasses. Wen Qiyang felt the man looked somewhat familiar but couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
