Little Curly Hair has an adorably round baozi-like face, with especially dense and curly hair that makes his head look big, just like a cute doll.
His big eyes watched He Yingdong warily and then shook his head decisively, even moving aside slightly.
Indicating he didn't quite like this suddenly appearing, fierce and cold-hearted father.
He Yingdong's face suddenly didn't look good.
Li Jiaqi couldn't help but laugh again.
"Feelings need time to develop gradually. You've owed him three years; don't expect to make up for it in just one day."
He placed a large hand on Little Curly Hair's head, gently stroking it, then smiled broadly.
"Did you tell my sister-in-law when you brought him out of the ward?"
"No, the nurse knows!"
"Mm, send a text message to my sister-in-law for me, just to say that he's doing well now."
He nodded slightly and picked up his phone to send her a message.
Little Curly Hair was very well-behaved…
