Gu Shaocheng was like a patient old teacher, and Jiajia learned just as well, making Bai Wuqing suddenly feel like he was a redundant presence. He looked up at the sky, wondering if this son was really his.
Feeling neglected, the true father thought he was deeply hurt internally, and listlessly ran to hide from the sun under a nearby parasol.
Gu Shaocheng continued to teach while chatting with Jiajia.
Jiajia started not to grasp the technique well, so Gu Shaocheng squatted down behind him and guided him hand by hand. Then, he heard Jiajia asking, "Daddy, did you play house when you were little?"
Gu Shaocheng said, "I think I did. Aunt Chenxing used to play my wife."
Jiajia exclaimed, "So, does that mean Sasha will become my wife in the future?"
"Who is Sasha?"
"She's the class beauty. When we play house, she currently acts as my wife."
Gu Shaocheng thought and then teased with a laugh, "Oh, that might be possible."
