Although Li Beiting couldn't see his father's expression, he could feel that his father's body was always stiff.
"Grandpa..." Little Bun suddenly called out energetically again.
Father Li lowered his eyes, his hands crossed and resting on his knees, and spoke in a deep and husky voice, "I'm not deaf, I can hear."
Perhaps because Father Li's tone was too stern, Little Bun was frightened and shrank into Mother Li's embrace, burying his little head entirely in her arms.
Mother Li stroked his head and comforted him, "Don't be scared, it's alright."
At this moment, Mother Li, holding the scared Little Bun, walked up to Father Li and said with dislike, "Do you have to speak like that? You've scared the little one. Look, isn't he adorable? I think he really resembles Beiting when he was young, don't you agree?"
Father Li eventually lifted his eyelids and took a glance at the little one.
