Jiaojiao couldnât help but laugh at the words, feeling like she could almost imagine her uncleâs aggrieved expression.
Sure enough, speak of the devil, Shu Lang and Old Master Shu came in from outside, with father and son entering one after the other, both looking displeased, especially the old master who wore a long face as if everyone owed him millions.
But this sulky face wasnât just a new thing; it had been like that since he found out Jiaojiao was engaged to Duan Xi. Ruan Jie even got a beating from the old master because of it, though Jiaojiao didnât know how severe it was, as she hadnât seen it herself.
All she knew was that during this period, the old masterâs disdain for Duan Xi was increasingly blatant. Jiaojiao initially tried to mediate a bit, but later realized her words only added fuel to the fire, so she stopped saying anything.
"Grandpa, Uncle," Jiaojiao called out sweetly, her head tilted up as she saw them come in.
"Sigh." Shu Lang looked at his fifteen-year-old niece and sighed.
"Itâs supposed to be a joyful day, why the hell are you sighing!" Old Master Shu directly struck him with a cane. Although he wasnât happy about Jiaojiao getting engaged so early, it didnât mean he could let anyone act up on this day.
Shu Lang clutched his backside and didnât dare utter another word, shuffling quietly to Jiaojiaoâs side. By this time, Jiaojiao had already styled her hair and put on light makeup, preparing to get up and change into her little dress.
Just as she was about to hand Little Potato back to Gu Zichen, Shu Lang hurriedly took him over.
But as soon as he took Little Potato, as if to prove Gu Zichenâs previous statement, the little guy burst into tears.
Old Master Shu, seeing this, angrily struck Shu Langâs backside with his cane again.
Shu Lang had to endure the beating while trying to soothe Little Potato, appearing somewhat flustered, but no matter what he did, the baby wouldnât calm down. Shu Wen, who was concerned about her nephew, quickly reached out to take him.
As soon as the little guy was in Shu Wenâs soft and fragrant arms, he immediately stopped crying, looking up at her with his big watery eyes and smiling, snuggling and squirming in her embrace.
"Bro, it seems Little Potato really doesnât like you," Shu Wen couldnât help but laugh as she looked at the baby squirming in her arms.
"Hey! You little rascal!" Shu Lang, frustrated, raised his hand but couldnât bring himself to bring it down.
Outside, Qin Qiong and Ruan Hao walked in together, just in time to see this scene. Qin Qiong and Shu Wen got married last year, but these past few years Shu Wen has been busy with her career, and Qin Qiong is also in a rising phase, so they often spend more time apart than together and havenât had time to have children. Seeing other peopleâs kids, Qin Qiong inevitably felt envious and liked Little Potato, always wanting to play with him every time he saw him.
However, it was clear Little Potato didnât like him much. Seeing him standing next to Shu Wen, with his arm draped over her shoulder and leaning his big face to tease him, Little Potato disdainfully kept batting him away with his little hand.
But as a three-month-old baby, he couldnât bat him away, so he could only crane his neck and howl, and soon Shu Wen pushed Qin Qiong aside, kicking him in annoyance.
"Canât you see Little Potato doesnât like you? And youâre still trying to get close."
Qin Qiong pouted in grievance, watching Little Douzi snuggling in his wifeâs arms, showing a toothless smile, not knowing who to be jealous of, and grunted in frustration, "This little guy is bound to be a lecher when he grows up!"