And don't they feel a pang of conscience treating him like that?
"Go on,"
Ren Wei said to her son with a smile. This father was still the kindest to her within the entire family and certainly the most understanding. If there was anyone in the family she worried about leaving behind, someone whose memory lingered in her heart, it would probably be just this father.
And she could tell that Dad really liked Chengcheng, her own son. She knew in her heart that her greatest pride in life was having this son, who kept getting better as he grew, excelling both in growth and studies; he just kept getting more outstanding. Therefore, she wasn't afraid to compare her son with anyone else's. She might not dare to boast about other things, but when it came to her son, who else's child could match her son's excellence?
Tang Xincheng walked over and stood in front of Grandpa Ren.
Grandpa Ren smiled warmly, holding Tang Xincheng's hand.
"What's your name? Tell Grandpa."
