Tang Xincheng frowned, mmm, resentment, there seemed to be some, but it was alright if he just treated that person as a stranger. Just then, the elevator dinged open.
"Qiuqiu, we're here."
Gu Dabai pointed outside, "Find mommy."
"Mmm, find mommy."
Tang Xincheng tightened his grip on his nephew's chubby little hand and placed his hand on the boy's forehead. It still felt hot. He had given him some sugar water, but the fever just wouldn't go down, so he had brought him here.
Tang Xincheng walked out of the elevator with Gu Dabai, not sparing even an extra glance at Ren Li's father.
Of course, he knew that Ren Li's father came for Wu Liangliang, not him. He shouldn't be too moved. Being moved was illusionary; the man came to see his grandson, what did it have to do with him?
The elevator doors closed, and Gu Dabai turned back to look at the elevator for quite some time.
