Mo Nanjue smirked silently in his heart. Actually, every one of them knew he had already returned, yet they had to pretend otherwise. Holding Chennchenn, he stepped forward, "Grandpa."
Lin Meijie went over to take his hand, "Second, I'm so relieved you're fine."
Mo Nanjue smiled lightly, "There was a lot going on the past few days, needed to be cautious of outsiders, so I haven't been in touch with the family."
Mo Zhenglong raised his head at this, "Second, your elder brother is married with children, and now Chennchenn is already four. Why aren't you more prompt, you're already in your late twenties."
Mo Nanjue glanced at Mo Beiyan, his eyebrow always hinted at a smile, yet Mo Beiyan felt a chill, "No rush, didn't you just say, feelings are what's most frightening?"
Lin Meijie sighed at these words, "Ah, it's such a pity for that girl Qingtian, such a good child..."
