When?
Of course, the sooner the better!
"What does my wife think?"
Jiang Tingxu paused.
"I don't know."
If she knew, why would she ask?
Mo Boyuan smiled.
"Okay, don't think so much. Go back and ask Aunt Wen about her opinion."
"Okay."
Indeed, Wen Jie was the one who had the final say in such matters!
...
Around two o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Boyuan took the sleeping little guy from his wife and carried him with one arm.
The little guy did not even wake up after such a big movement. He moved his little arm and continued to sleep soundly. The family of three finally returned home.
The little guy was thrown onto the big bed. Mo Boyuan took off his son's shoes in disgust and quickly left the room:
"Honey, I'm ordering takeout. What do you want to eat?"
"Just order a few dishes. I'm going to take a shower first."
"Okay."
