172, Baobao is right!

Song Zhen smiled.

He walked over, holding the child in one arm, and embraced Gu Xinzhou's shoulder with the other.

She awkwardly dodged.

But he held her tightly again and said tenderly, "That's easy to handle!

I'll take you both to Wan'an Town, and the three of us will visit your grandmother together.

Conveniently, the secret I want to tell you requires consulting your grandmother in person."

Gu Xinzhou looked at him, uncertain whether his words were true or false.

Ten minutes later.

An RV pulled up to the gate.

It was the same RV Song Zhen had instructed his driver to bring over while Gu Xinzhou and her son were having breakfast.

Sometimes, for business trips near the city, when the time to travel to and from the airport was enough for him to drive there himself, Song Zhen would have his driver take him in this RV.

It was his custom-made RV.

Beyond the driver's seat, the remaining space was like a luxurious bachelor apartment.