Upon hearing Songsong's question, Gong Qing's face stiffened.
He, who had never dared to lie in front of his wife, immediately stammered. "Eh… We… We're actually…"
The boy immediately ran over with his short legs from the sofa. "Grandma, you're finally back. I've missed you for the entire day! Why are you more beautiful than when you left the house in the morning? Do you know any magic, Grandma?"
Hearing her grandson's praise, Songsong's elegant face immediately lit up with a smile. "Baby Gong, you have such a sweet mouth. What will happen when you grow up? How many girls will be coaxed by you?"
She hugged the boy and looked at his exquisite round face and clever mouth. It was as if she was hugging the two brothers, Gong Jue and Gong Sheng, who were still little back then. She couldn't get enough of them no matter how she looked at them.
