"Hold on, I'll let your godson talk to you later. I have something to ask you." As soon as Qin Yin finished speaking, her phone was suddenly snatched away by a small hand.
"Oh..." Qin Yin turned her head and saw Little Nianzhi standing on the sofa, holding her phone with both hands, then calling out in a childish voice, "Godmother, it's Nianzhi, did you miss me?"
"I did, I did. Oh, Nianzhi, you're speaking so fluently now!" Jian Yanyan laughed happily on the other end of the line.
Little Nianzhi pouted and said, "Godmother is a bad person, Nianzhi always talks to you properly."
"Haha... yes, yes, yes." Jian Yanyan laughed so hard she rocked back and forth, "Nianzhi has always been this fluent. How are you and your mommy doing lately?"
"I'm good, mommy is not." Nianzhi blinked his eyes and said.
"Oh, what's wrong with your mommy?" Jian Yanyan widened her eyes and asked.
"Mommy doesn't have a daddy, not good." Nianzhi replied in a grown-up manner.
