"Uncle Lin?" Ning Zhiyuan smiled and knew what Lin Shuhui, the housekeeper, and Li Jiaren had said.

"Uncle Lin is talkative."

he looked down at her big black and white eyes, smiled and asked, "you little spirit, can you see that I like my father very much?"

most people know that he hates Ning Wenxuan, even his grandfather, Lin Laozi.

Li Jia Ren smiled at his gentle eyes, pointed to his bright and clear eyes, grinned and said, "Zhiyuan, don't you know that uncle Ning's eyes are all bright? It's as like as two peas. I see strawberry cream cake.

Ning Zhiyuan's smile grew deeper and deeper. Her soft little...