"Is Ms. An still alive?" Fan Shixin gasped in shock.
"Yes, not only is she alive and kicking, she's even brought a son back with her."
"Huh? Don't tell me she's married?"
"Nonsense, the son obviously belongs to me."
Fan Shixin's jaw dropped in shock. "That's awesome," he exclaimed in agitation.
After settling down and getting a grip on his emotions, Fan Shixin went on to ask a crucial question, "Young Sir, what do we do with Ms. Gu then?"
"Lock her up in a room first. Don't allow her to leave the room at all times. We'll talk about the rest in the future. I'm not in the mood to think about her now."
"Got it."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You're so lucky, Qingyan, I'm so envious of you," Ling Ciye said mockingly while seated in the passenger seat.
"What are you envious about?"
"You've hugged a pure and innocent little girl to sleep every night for five years. Now you're getting another woman."
