"So, I can't let Grandpa suffer." Li Jiaren spits out her tongue mischievously.

Mr. Lin didn't ask for it, but he smiled and said, "it's good. If you don't hold it, you don't hold it. The grandfather of the province is tired, and our little beauty is still in love with you."

after hearing his words, Miss Li took a breath of relief secretly. Fortunately, she was fooled.

but Li Jianhao on the other side didn't want to. He glanced at Li Jiaren and Ning Zhiyuan, who were glued together with brown sugar every day. His chest was depressed. It seemed that his baby daughter didn't stick to him as...