Everyone is asking when Qi Taiguo will return; Cheng Su also wants to know, but she has no idea when he will come back.
Deng Weixia noticed Cheng Su's brief moment of distraction and melancholy and felt a bit perplexed, wondering if he said something wrong.
Liu Wenjing caught his gaze and nudged his elbow, changing the topic: "I just saw Xiao Qi has grown a lot, looks smart, even though he's younger than our Er Bao, he's much more clever!"
The little child, whether in attire or demeanor and temperament, is not just a notch above, so is it true that children from wealthy families and children from poor families are different?
Is everything determined from birth?
Liu Wenjing glanced at her quiet little son beside her, munching on a pumpkin cake, and sighed silently in her heart.
Comparing oneself to others only leads to frustration!
