To Be the Beloved of

A middle-aged man carrying a bowl of egg custard walked into the room. Seeing Tang Xiaonuan smile kindly, he patted his forehead with his thick hand and let out a sigh of relief.,"Don't burn anything anymore, next time don't go hiking with that unlucky disaster again, you almost got my baby hurt.",He gritted his teeth and cursed a string of insults, then when he saw Tang Xiaonuan's astonished face, he transformed into a doting grandfather. His oily face was plastered with smiles, grinning so wide that his neck seemed to disappear. Tang Xiaonuan's panicked heart felt a little more settled.。