Chen Chen sat excitedly in Chu Aotian's luxury car. He was so excited not because of how expensive and luxurious the car was, but because Chen Chen was still thinking of his mother's words, "Chen Chen is a little man."

Yes, I really want to be a man. Chen Chen clenched his small fist and secretly made up his mind.

Chu Aotian clearly sees the steadfast look on the back seat of the child seat through the rearview mirror in the car. Is Chen Chen still sad about his mother's affairs? He owes them too much.

"What is Chen Chen thinking, can you tell Daddy?" Chu Aotian can only open...