Grandpa Cheng reached out and pulled Little Star into his arms. Little Star did not cry or make a fuss. Instead, he looked at Grandpa Cheng with wide eyes as if he was wondering who this white-haired old man was.
Grandpa Cheng had always liked children. When he looked at Little Star, his heart softened, while teasing the child, he teased Huo Chenhuan. "Little Huo, you're still as skilled as ever in carrying the baby. It seems that you've helped Yanyan raise the child a lot at home. Now, Yanyan… You're always like this when you're at Grandpa's place. I'm sure you don't really take care of the baby at home."