Zhao Mengjin coughed lightly, "What's up with Dr. Ou?"
"I just wanted to say—" Little Pudding's handsome little face showed an old man's serious expression, speaking earnestly to his sister, "He's a really nice person."
Zhao Mengjin almost couldn't hold back a laugh.
What does this little kid know, saying that man is really nice?
"Qingqing—" Zhao Mengjin held back, reaching out to touch her brother's round head, "You say he's nice, do you know him?"
"Of course I know him. Before you came, he often kept me company. Sometimes when I fell asleep, he was the one who carried me to bed."
Sounds like a real gentleman.
Zhao Mengjin's expression suddenly became complicated.
To be honest, after actually meeting him, talking with him, and spending time alone together, I found out he really isn't someone who easily annoys people. It's quite natural that many girls like him. He's not only handsome but also a doctor, very considerate and attentive.
