So Mo Lan's words made him feel very uncomfortable.
Mo Lan added, "I have only a few friends like them, so I have to see them no matter what. Actually, I don't need your permission."
"Who said I disagree!" Qi Ruigang said in a low voice, "If you want to go tomorrow, you can go."
Mo Lan gave him a surprised look. It was good that he agreed; otherwise, she would have had to come up with another idea.
...
In the evening, Jian Yufei sat by Junqi's bedside, reading a children's story to him in English.
The English in the storybook had phonetic symbols, and Jian Yufei had no problem recognizing them.
The story she told Junqi was the story of The Ugly Duckling. Junqi listened intently, his dark and beautiful eyes very bright, occasionally showing some confusion.
But he could probably understand the meaning of the story.
This was the first time Junqi heard the story, so he was very fascinated.
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