"Why did you go to help your mother get revenge, yet the Medicine Immortal Old Man is howling and wants to settle accounts with me? Gu Yaoyao, you'd better explain this clearly to your mother!"
What kind of person is Gu Changsheng? After the initial thrill had passed, she immediately noticed something was off.
Who was this little baby in his arms?
This was her son! Her biological son! As they say, no one knows a child better than their mother. She wasn't a fool; she could even predict when he needed to poop, just by watching him raise his bottom, you know?
The little pork bun couldn't help but tremble when he heard his mother's question. His eager-to-impress expression instantly turned into a pitiful one, and he looked at his mother with hesitation. His tiny hands scratching his little chin, a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart.
Especially when he sensed Uncle Wood's gaze, the sense of crisis intensified even more.
