An Xuan's enthusiasm had been ignited.
"Let me try, just let me try."
As he said this, he stood up, ready to take Little Wangzi from his sister's arms. An Lan watched as these two treated her son like a toy, the corners of her mouth twitching slightly, but she also knew that under normal circumstances, as long as she was present, her son wouldn't want anyone else to hold him.
"Xiaoxuan, you..."
"Sis, it's okay, I actually have a lot of experience, and Little Wangzi likes his uncle so much, he will certainly give face to his uncle, right?" An Xuan said, gently poking Little Wangzi's chubby little face.
Little Wangzi grunted unhappily and turned his head away, not looking at An Xuan.
Ultimately, at An Xuan's insistence, An Lan still handed over Wangzi.
However, what surprised An Lan was that Little Wangzi didn't cry when An Xuan held him, and even laid obediently in An Xuan's arms. This scene shocked everyone, and they turned their gaze to Huo Zhanting in unison.
