Chapter 56 Is She His Nanny

• “Are you having fun, Little Ian?”
• “Mhm.”
• Both of them were sitting in a small wooden boat that could seat only a parent and a child. It wasn't powered by anything and could only move by manually pedaling and rowing the double oars. Hence, when Sasha pedaled, Ian would use his little hands to row the oars.
• His face was flushed and perspiration coated his forehead, but his beautiful eyes were exceptionally bright, which was a stark contrast to his usual aloof self.
• Sasha smiled along with him and continued pedaling vigorously, about to bring him to play some more. Just then, her phone rang.
• “Hello?”