"If it's a pretty girl like you, we'll call her Jiang Su—my Jiang and your Su. Her nickname can be Su Su."
"If it's a boy, we'll call him Jiang Qiao—my Jiang and your Qiao. When he grows up, I'll tell him that I met his mother on a little arched bridge."
Host, you can accept a name like that?
Jiang Su, Su Su—aren't you afraid people will laugh their teeth out?
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at it.
What was there not to accept?
Wasn't it a nice name?
"By the way, Bao'er, do you still remember the little bridge in front of our house?"
"Mm."
In Su Qiao's memories, there really had been a little arched bridge. They had passed by it every day on their way to school.
"I remember. The first time I spoke to you was when you fell beside the little bridge and cried your eyes out. I had to coax you with a five-cent lollipop."
"Mm."
Su Qiao barely listened. She closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.
Jiang Jinghao continued talking by himself for quite some time before realizing that the person on his back had already fallen asleep.
He shook his head helplessly. "What a little sleepyhead."
He had originally wanted to continue what they had left unfinished last night. He had even planned to put on a good show tonight.
Alas, she probably used to keep herself tense every day when she was with that man surnamed Wen. Now that she's relaxed, she falls asleep so easily.
*
The two of them were getting along harmoniously, surrounded by warmth and happiness.
Meanwhile, Team Zhang and the others were still investigating Qin Li's diary.
"This isn't Su Qiao's diary. It belongs to Wen Congyuan's ex-wife."
"Did you find anything?"
As he