So, Wei Jiani was raised by Wei Tian that way, and it must be said, it was absolutely, one hundred percent heredity.
Otherwise, if they have the same mother, how could their temperaments be so drastically different?
Tang Zhinian pinched his son's face, "Yeah, you've grown up, becoming a big boy now."
Chengcheng puffed out his little chest, looking quite proud of himself.
"Let's go, time to eat."
After drying his son's hair a bit more with the towel, Tang Zhinian felt Chengcheng's hair was almost dry and then led his son out.
"Sister."
Chengcheng spotted Tang Yuxin, who was setting plates at the table, at a glance.
He ran over with his little chubby legs, moving very quickly.
