Although Koukou still wanted to eat, he listened to his dad and stopped.
The sight of the two of them interacting looked warm—and painfully dazzling.
For a moment, Gu Siqiao was intensely jealous of the child named Koukou. Why did he get to have both Qiao Wanqing and Gu Yanqing's love and protection?
That was something Gu Siqiao had always longed for deep down, yet had never received.
When he was little, heaven knew how much he loved his mother and wanted Qiao Wanqing to spare him even a little attention.
Just a few words from Qiao Wanqing could make him happy for half the day.
Unfortunately, Qiao Wanqing had never given him any warmth. There had only ever been her icy face and beatings whenever she felt like it...
Qiao Wanqing took a broom and began sweeping up the powdered milk Koukou had knocked over. As she cleaned the floor, she scolded, "You little troublemaker. I told you not to touch it, but you just had to. Now look, it's all spilled. What are you going to eat now?"
She was clearly scolding Koukou. Curled up in Gu Yanqing's arms, Koukou looked utterly aggrieved.JPG.
Gu Yanqing patted his back and comforted him for a few moments before saying to Qiao Wanqing, "Kids are mischievous. It's only a can of powdered milk. It's fine."
"Don't spoil him!" Qiao Wanqing said righteously.
Gu Yanqing, who had always seemed imposing and frightening in Gu Siqiao's eyes, immediately shut up.
Gu Siqiao: "..."
Qiao Wanqing continued scolding Koukou. "If you dare be that naughty again, I won't let you drink milk anymore."
Koukou lay in Gu Yanqing's arms, seemingly saying something. Gu Yanqing lifted him out of his embrace and heard him mumble unclearly, "Milk... ah... milk."
Gu Yanqing was amused. "Koukou wants