Little Tang Bao saw her crooked braids and the many stray hairs in the mirror, pouting her little mouth.
"Uncle Qin, actually... I think you're more suited to being the deputy team leader, not so much for braiding hair," she said.
Jian Ran: "..."
Was that a tactful rejection?
Jian Ran couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile as she continued to speak, watching Qin Mu's dark expression.
"Actually, my daughter means... that you shouldn't braid her hair anymore... your skills... are not quite there," she said.
"Hmm... More suited to being a deputy team leader."
Qin Mu: "..."
Qin Mu saw Jian Ran and Little Tang Bao high-fiving each other impulsively, the mother-daughter duo crushing him in high spirits, and his mouth twitched even more.
That was certainly enough.
"I will not give up."
...
Because Little Tang Bao really liked Boy's autographed photo, she even hugged it tightly while she slept.