Chris, a businessman who has seen many masks, naturally will not ignore Merry's small gesture.
Merry's gentle tone came to his ears, causing his heart to ripple with unexplainable emotions.
Chris then held Merry's hand gently.
He lifted his head slightly, his eyes filled with tenderness and a smile, and he flicked the girl's forehead. "Are you not happy?"
Merry frowned, but still followed the true feelings in her heart. "Grandma wants to set you up with my mom. I can see it!"
Chris raised his eyebrows in surprise, the little girl's insight in this matter was unexpectedly very sharp.
He licked the corner of his mouth and squeezed Merry's finger as she looked rather constantly agitated. "And? Do you think my heart will change because of a few words from your grandma?"
Merry glanced at him calmly, and didn't say anything.
