Shuman stood off to the side, her dress short and form-fitting, not suitable for squatting down.
She could only bend slightly forward, "Gu Brother, do you want to ask the hotel staff? There should be a medical room."
"Uncle, why does she call you Gu Brother? Is your surname Gu?" Little Youyou didn’t want to switch locations, running around and risking bumping into mommy would spell doom, "Is she your sister?"
"You sure have a lot of questions." Gu Annan ruffled her hair, "What’s your name?"
Little Youyou smiled cunningly, "Uncle, if I tell you my name, can you... can you give me your phone number?"
Gu Annan raised an eyebrow, still not giving up?
Shuman, finding it difficult but reluctant to refuse, said, "Little friend, Gu Brother is a very important person, and his number can’t be given out just like that. How about I give you my number? If you need to find this Gu Uncle, you can call me, okay?"
"No!" Little Youyou didn’t even have to think about it, already viewing her as a rival in love, "I don’t want your number."
Shuman was at a loss for words, the child really didn’t give her any face at all, impervious to all persuasion.
"Say it, what’s your name."
"My name is...," Little Youyou hesitated, remembering she shouldn’t expose mommy, and had a brainwave, "I’m Mo Ziyu. There, I’ve told you, Uncle. Last time you said I have my own phone, you would give me the number."
"Surname Mo?" He couldn’t recall anyone from here with the surname Mo.
But there were too many people in Manchester he didn’t know, so it wasn’t strange to him.
Gu Annan, seeing her expectant eyes, inexplicably recited a series of numbers.
Shuman was even more surprised, she realized that Gu Annan had indeed not brushed her off, he had given his real number, and it was his private number.
Could it be that Gu Annan really liked children?
Thinking this, she felt it was even more likely that Gu Annan wanted to get married.
He liked children, so he would certainly like his own children even more.
To want children, there was only one option, and that was marriage.
Gu Annan raised an eyebrow and suddenly took her phone.
He just so happened to see her contact list on it, with his name saved as love.
However, the phone’s system was all in English.
"Can you read all this? The words above?"
Little Youyou nodded, "I know the words, Uncle. But I can’t understand Chinese characters yet, though I can speak! Because mommy speaks Chinese to us every day, the Chinese teacher makes it so difficult, so difficult, I only recognize very simple, very simple characters. My brother knows a bit more characters than I do. But Uncle, I will work hard to learn!"
"Did you grow up overseas?"
Before Little Youyou could answer, the phone suddenly began to ring.
The display showed ’Deng Yizhou’.
That was the name of the boy from next door, Little Youyou knew at a glance that her brother had called.
Gu Annan didn’t have any recollection of this name and answered the call right away.
Little Momo was not far away, he had just stealthily glanced over this way.
Indeed, it was the man he had found out about, but unexpectedly, there was an unfamiliar auntie with him.
He also remembered the aunt’s face; when searching for the man who might be daddy, he had come across her picture, rumored to be daddy’s second wife.
After discovering this, he didn’t approach.
If daddy married another woman, does that mean he would never want them?
Little Momo’s feelings were complex. As he retreated, he suddenly saw mommy stepping out from the reception hall, talking to the uncle she had run into.
He quickly ran over and called his sister.