Gu Liangyan smiled fondly, blinked her eyes, and reminded him pointedly.
"An'er knows!"
The smart Gu An reacted immediately, picked out an apple from the fruit basket, and walked up to Wen Changxun holding the apple.
"Uncle Wen, An'er treats you to an apple."
Gu An held the apple high, raised his head hard to look at the tall man in front of him, and smiled sweetly.
"Thank you An'er."
Wen Changxun knelt down again, took the apple from the little boy's hand, replied gently, and took a bite of the apple gracefully.
"It's so sweet. This is the sweetest apple Uncle Wen has ever tasted."
"That... Wen Changxun..."
Gu Liangyan, who was on the hospital bed, saw Wen Changxun's actions and opened his eyes wide in shock. He raised his hand and was about to say something. When he saw Feng Luan and Wen Da behind Wen Changxun, he thought about it secretly.
Put down his hand.
"Uncle Wen, this apple hasn't been washed yet."
Mother and son connected? Gu An blurted out the words Gu Liangyan had just swallowed. After speaking, Gu An playfully stuck out his tongue and returned to mommy again.
"Not...not washed?"
Wen Changxun raised his head and looked at the mother and son on the hospital bed, and asked awkwardly, why did he suddenly feel that the apple in his mouth was no longer sweet?
Seeing this, Feng Luan also looked at Gu Liangyan curiously, obviously looking forward to Gu Liangyan's answer.
"An'er, you are so naughty."
Seeing the hot eyes of the two men, Gu Liangyan quickly lowered his head, gently scratched his son's little nose, and said angrily. Gu Liangyan's original intention was to let Gu An share his candy with Wen Changxun to relieve the pain.
Wen Changxun was embarrassed before. Unexpectedly, Gu An gave Wen Changxun an apple, and Wen Changxun actually took a bite. She originally thought that it would be fine as long as she didn't expose it, but Gu An said it directly.
Knowing a son better than a mother, Gu Liangyan knew that the little guy must have done it on purpose.
"Master Wen, are the original and natural apples delicious?"
Feng Luan saw Gu Liangyan's reaction, turned around and pointed at Wen Changxun, and burst into laughter after saying this.
"I think someone can't eat the grapes and say the grapes are sour."
Hearing Feng Luan's laughter, Mr. Wen frowned and said disdainfully.
"No, no, no, it's not grapes, it's apples. I have mysophobia, so Master Wen should enjoy this apple slowly."
Feng Luan waved his hand, deliberately raised his voice when mentioning Apple, and continued to speak sarcastically.
"you!"
Wen Da couldn't bear it anymore and pointed angrily at this ignorant guy in front of him. He provoked the eldest young master many times. He was really impatient.
"University of Vancouver"
Wen Changxun scolded in a deep voice, his tone obviously unhappy, and he was worried that his attitude would scare Gu Liangyan and the child, so he lowered his voice and said: "Quiet, don't forget that this is a hospital."
"Young Master!"
Wen Da looked at his master in surprise, could the eldest young master even give up his own face for that woman? Is this still the eldest young master he knew?
"What? You don't even listen to me now?"
Wen Changxun glanced at Wen Da coldly and warned in a deep voice.
"We don't dare."
Wen Da quickly lowered his head and responded respectfully.
"It's all your fault, why don't you apologize to Uncle Wen quickly?"
Gu Liangyan glanced helplessly at her son in her arms and reminded him softly. After speaking, she raised her head and looked at Wen Changxun guiltily.
"Wen Changxun, I'm sorry, An'er is not sensible, I..."
"I don't blame An'er, it's just that I didn't ask clearly. Besides, apples are really sweet."
Wen Changxun was still so gentle, smiled and comforted him, and took another bite of the apple.