Jun Yan: "Godmother, why are you still holding another baby?"
Yan Wang: "Mom, if you pick up both me and my brother at the same time, won't you be too tired?"
The gazes of the two little ones were firmly fixed on their mother, their expressions filled with adoring love.
Watching this scene unfold, Jun Lii's heart, which had been icy for so many years, slowly began to show signs of melting.
Standing behind them, Old Master Yan suddenly lowered his gaze, his eyes slightly reddened.
How wonderful... If my granddaughter could be with Mr. Jun, perhaps every day would be as warm as this scene in the future.
However, such matters must follow my granddaughter's heart, Old Master Yan would not force her, so he simply kept the thought to himself and did not speak it out aloud.
Lin Qiming stayed quiet, like a little dog that got kicked while passing by: "Yue Bao, look at me too."
