Feng Youqing's voice was strained as she said, "Tangtang usually doesn't let strangers hold her at home."
And Tangtang, the child, was very much like Tang Ling as a kid—well-behaved, sensible, and obedient...
Moreover, Mr. and Mrs. Tang were no longer as obsessed with their careers as before. Now, they devoted more time to being involved in their child's upbringing.
Growing up with their child.
Just then, Yan Shu ran up from downstairs, panting, "He's here, he's here, the Seventh Master is here!"
Tong Shishi said, "Block the door, we can't let him take our beautiful Qingli away so easily. Are the shoes hidden? Oh, An'an, go and call your grandfather over."
An'an immediately ran outside, "Okay, I'm on it."
After Adrian walked in, Tong Shishi and Yan Shu brought out a bridal gown nearly identical to the one Mu Qingli was wearing, and said to Adrian, "Uncle, we're going to trouble you today."
