Fu Sichen and Jiang Mian locked eyes, imdiately understanding each other.
He squatted down and waved at the little boy, signaling him to co over. Just as the staff was about to smile contentedly, the man’s deep and magnetic voice casually sounded, "How old are you this year?"
The little boy gestured with his fingers and sowhat skillfully flashed a "4," saying, "Daddy, I’m 4 years old."
A hint of unease flitted across Fu Sichen’s serene and composed face. He lightly coughed and said, "As a man, you should eat by yourself."
Jiang Mian couldn’t help but laugh; she had overestimated President Fu.
[Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter]
[President Fu is really trying to keep a serious face and speak with patience]
[I feel like the baby didn’t understand at all haha]
The next mont, everyone heard the child’s granny-like tone, "I’m not a man, I don’t have a wife."
He even waved his chubby hand while saying it.
It seed like he was trying to disassociate quickly, "Daddy Fu is a man, Mommy’s husband."
The staff nearby couldn’t help but give auntie-like smiles.
They regretted not cuddling him more just a mont ago; this child was indeed too adorable.
Fu Sichen was montarily at a loss for words.
"Let’s just hold him while he eats this ti, and later have Uncle Wang prepare a children’s seat."
The spot where the group recording was scheduled to happen might already have it prepared.
Upon hearing this, the little boy’s face imdiately lit up with a smile, "Daddy Fu hold, want huggy."
Jiang Mian suddenly thought of sothing and asked the crew, "What’s this child’s na?"
[Hahaha, Jiang Xiaomian, you finally rembered]
[If these two really have a kid in the future, the kid would need to be self-sufficient haha]
[Hilarious, no one really noticed what the child’s na was; the other two groups are unusually affectionate calling out nas]
...
"My na is Chuanchuan."
The staff nodded, "Yes, Teacher Jiang, everyone calls him Chuanchuan."
"What’s his full na?"
Chuanchuan suddenly bowed his head, and Jiang Mian sensed sothing was off. The lead PD took Jiang Mian aside, "Here’s the thing, Teacher Jiang, the three children on this show are from an orphanage."
"Chuanchuan was left at the orphanage door with a note simply bearing the na Lu Chuan."
"Most children at the orphanage are abandoned by their parents due to health issues, but Chuanchuan was checked thoroughly and found to be entirely healthy, yet his parents never turned up, and he has been there ever since."
"The director gives each child entering the orphanage another na, so Chuanchuan was subsequently nad Yunchuan, sharing the sa spelling as his original na, one to commorate, and two, hoping each child has a beautiful new start."
Jiang Mian slightly pursed her lips, her gaze drifting towards Chuanchuan, who was obediently drinking milk at the table, feeling an inexplicable ache.
Lu Chuan.
Peace everywhere.
Parents who pick such a beautiful na with deep anings, why would they leave their child at an orphanage?
After learning more about the child from the PD, she heard a "pitter-patter" running out from the inside, "Mommy Jiang, I’ve finished eating, aren’t you hungry? Let’s go eat together."
Hearing the word "mommy," Jiang Mian playfully pinched Chuanchuan’s cheek, "Call sister."
"Mommy, let’s go in, daddy is waiting."
Jiang Mian: "..."
What could she do? She just had to follow his lead.
[Wuu wuu, a second ago I was heartbroken, the next I burst out laughing]
[He’s really sensible, just four years old, so mature]
[Jiang Mian is brooding over being called sister hahaha]
[Jiang Xiaomian: I’m still young]
...
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