Zhao Xiaoxiao, still half-asleep, padded into the room with a large stuffed toy in her arms. Without saying a word, she climbed into bed. Seeing Jiang Siming, she simply said, "Hello, Uncle Jiang," and then obediently lay down in the middle, closing her eyes.

Jiang Siming and Zhao Xuan exchanged an awkward glance...

Jiang Siming initially intended to leave, but it was too late. Zhao Xuan, not wanting him to drive in the middle of the night, suggested he stay over.

After all, Zhao Xiaoxiao already knew, and she didn't mind Jiang Siming at all, so there was nothing to hide.