"No jumping. Walk properly." Jiang Jinghuai looked sternly at his bouncing son and said in a deep voice. Was he raising a child or a rabbit?
Meng Shuyan immediately straightened up obediently, almost pouting reflexively. But remembering how his dad had told him not to pout last time, he quickly pressed his lips together.
Dad definitely wasn't as easygoing as Mom.
Jiang Jinghuai seemed slightly satisfied, took his small hand in his large one, and started to walk out.
"Wait, hold on a second." Tian Sangsang was a bit dumbfounded. She grabbed Jiang Jinghuai's shirt and asked, flustered, "Where are you guys going? Are you seriously going for a run?"
Jiang Jinghuai's gaze darkened, his eyes dropping to her hand.
Tian Sangsang immediately let go, awkwardly.
Only then did he speak indifferently, "Are you asking the obvious?"
