Jiang Wanning looked up, then looked down at the little guy who had fallen asleep, and covered him with the quilt.

Walking to the balcony, he sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and whispered, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Siqi put down her phone, looked back at the crib, and whispered, "It's not that I'm in a bad mood. I don't know what's bothering me."

Jiang Wanning looked at Wei Siqi and said, "Wen Zhixing is still downstairs. I think he's waiting for you."

Wei Siqi leaned back in her chair and shook her head: "I don't like him now, I'm bothered by Xue Xunzhi's problem.

There's no point in him waiting for me, I already made it clear to him.

Once you miss it, the feeling of love will fade away."

Jiang Wanning was about to speak when Lu Jingshen walked in, glanced at the little guy on the bed, and said softly, "Siqi, Wen Zhixing is downstairs. He wants to tell you something."

Wei Siqi frowned. To be honest, she didn't want to see him.

Lu Jingshen saw that Siqi didn't want to see him, so he said, "If you don't want to see him, I'll go tell him."

Wei Siqi sighed, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go see him." Then he walked out and went downstairs.

Jiang Wanning looked at Lu Jingshen and said softly, "Siqi doesn't like him anymore. She was unhappy just now because of the boy we had dinner with last time."

Lu Jingshen walked over, pulled Jiang Wanning up, and sat down.

Jiang Wanning said coquettishly, "There's a chair but you don't want to sit on it." She chose to sit on her chair and was about to sit on it.

The next second, Lu Jingshen hugged her waist, and Jiang Wanning fell on his legs, her body falling on his chest due to inertia.

Jiang Wanning raised her eyes and hit him, "Keep your voice down, our son just fell asleep."