"I—"
"Cheng, what do you think? Come back with Mom. It's New Year's today, and with Han Duo not at home, there's no one to cook for you and your daughter. Come back with us; your dad is there too, it'll be much livelier with the whole family."
Without waiting for the child to answer, she glanced at her son who had just come out.
This son, she actually knew now, since he couldn't remember things, it was all the same to him. So now, seeing Han Duo wasn't there, she deliberately said this.
Sure enough, upon hearing that he wouldn't have to worry about meal problems if he went back with her, Ji Chengzhi looked at the little girl at home by herself and the cold kitchen, and he agreed.
"Ranran, go pack up, and go home with Grandma."
"Dad..."
Ranran saw that he really agreed and immediately felt very unhappy inside.
But at this moment, when would it be her turn to decide?
