Jiang Yong'an was taken aback by the sudden refusal. He hadn't expected Gu An'an to refuse. "Shouldn't we ask the children's opinion?"

Upon hearing this, Gu An'an suddenly stopped and turned to look at the man with wheat-colored skin.

Jiang Yong'an is quite good-looking. Although he doesn't have the elegant and charming appearance of Lin Zixing, he has regular features and is quite pleasing to the eye.

"If I may ask, do you not like rabbit meat, or do you not like spicy food?"

The question made Jiang Yong'an's face change color instantly. The man's gaze suddenly turned serious, and his eyes seemed to turn black. "What do you mean?"

“I just find it a bit strange. Judging from Mingxu and Bao’er’s birth dates, these two children don’t have the same mother.” Gu An’an stood under the banyan tree. She wasn’t afraid that Jiang Yong’an would kill her to cover it up. “I’ve confirmed this with Mingyi, so you don’t need to hide it from me. Although it’s said that the nine sons of a dragon are all different, the four siblings don’t seem to be any different.”

Gu An'an found it strange at noon today, but she didn't say it in front of the children. "Apart from liking spicy food, the four siblings all have the same taste."

Jiang Yong'an's expression grew increasingly serious as he looked at Gu An'an. "And then?"

"Your four children have different tastes from yours, so does that mean they all take after their mother? It seems you have a consistent taste in women."

Gu An'an concluded, "We both like spicy food, but I didn't expect you to dislike it. Instead, you seem to like women with a fiery temper."

Jiang Yong'an: "..."

Why couldn't he understand some of it? Was it because he was getting old?