Jiang Mansion
As night fell, the wind picked up. The little one was initially sleeping soundly, but the gusts rattled the windows, rustling the leaves outside, and he seemed restless, starting to whimper.
Jiang Jinsang was leaning against the headboard reading a book. Seeing him sleep unsteadily, he got up and cradled him for a while.
"What's wrong with him?" After dinner, Tang Wan had taken a short nap. "Let me hold him."
Unexpectedly, when she held the little guy in her arms, he suddenly became uneasy and started crying loudly. In the end, it was Jiang Jinsang who had to soothe him.
This made Tang Wan feel deeply hurt. After carrying him for ten months and giving birth to him, he wasn't close to her?
She picked up her phone and glanced at it; Ruan Mengxi had sent her quite a few messages.
There were photos and voice messages.
She clicked to listen.
"Boss Yun recommended a pretty good Huaiyang restaurant. Once you're out of confinement, I'll treat you to a meal."
