Seeing Gu Yi'an coming over, Tan Jincheng hurriedly said, "Let's stop here for now, we'll talk later."
Then, Tan Jincheng hung up the phone and walked toward Gu Yi'an.
Gu Yi'an's expression looked quite strange, and she kept looking at Tan Zheng.
Meanwhile, Tan Zheng was seriously fiddling with a plush doll.
The state of this mother and son duo seemed off.
Tan Jincheng walked over, wrapped his arm around Gu Yi'an's waist, bent down a little, and whispered in her ear, "What's wrong?"
Gu Yi'an's brows were still tightly furrowed.
"Jincheng." Gu Yi'an's voice was also a bit conflicted.
"Hmm, I'm here," Tan Jincheng said softly, "What's going on?"
"...Nothing." Gu Yi'an looked very conflicted.
Tan Jincheng felt helpless, "Nothing, you say?"
Gu Yi'an turned her head, gave him a conflicted look, and then glanced at Tan Zheng, saying to Tan Jincheng, "What do you think?"
"Zhengzheng?"
