บท 817: The Tragic Huanhuan

Gu Shaoting watched her, finding her quite endearing.

Shu Pan couldn't bear to watch any longer. She stood up, bent down, and scooped Xiaobao into her arms. "Come play with Mommy. Daddy has to work now."

Mr. Gu certainly couldn't resist his beloved wife.

Xiaobao stayed in his mommy's arms only for a moment before fussing to be with his daddy again. The little guy, just over a year old, was already showing his personality.

Xiaobao could walk now, so he toddled towards his daddy on his chubby little legs. Today, he wore a pair of denim overalls that made him look both dashing and adorable. His tender little face was so cute it could melt anyone's heart.

"Come here, Xiaobao. Come to Daddy. Be careful," Gu Shaoting encouraged him, gesturing with his hand.

The little guy grinned, drooling as he wobbled on his tiny legs.