"Father!" Song Liqin choked on the soup she was about to swallow.
"Is it wrong to ask? I want to know how soon I will get to see a little one running around! I don't have that many years left." Yang Jinhai frowned. He turned to Yang Zheyan in hoping for no disappointing answer.
"Let's just say we are slowly getting there." Yang Zheyan answered his grandpa without an ounce of shame. "I had to hold her down the stair today…"
"Oh!" Yang Jinhai nodded his head in approval. He tapped on the table, "Soon, I should be expecting to hold a baby soon."
Meanwhile, Xiong Jingfei just wanted to bury her face in the soup. We weren't even close to getting anything done!
"My good grandson, why don't you give Feifei a tour around the resident?" Yang Jinhai suggested, knowing full-well that Xiong Jingfei was going to insist on returning back to the city. It wasn't ready yet!