As they approached the living room, they saw He Yirong sitting on the sofa, his expression solemn.
"Dad?" He Ziyi was the first to rush over, looking very delighted, "Dad, what brought you here?"
Upon seeing his daughter, He Yirong's face softened slightly.
His gaze swept over Zhixi and settled on Xiaobao in He Jingyao's arms.
He Yirong looked moved, his eyes becoming a bit complex.
Seeing this, He Jingyao smiled faintly, put Xiaobao down on the ground, and patted his head, "This is Grandpa, do you remember?"
Clutching his toy, Xiaobao smiled and called out "Grandpa."
"Uh." He Yirong finally couldn't keep up his stern facade and let out a smile, then quickly resumed his serious demeanor. He turned his head to look at He Ziyi, "Ziyi, take your little nephew to play. I have some matters to discuss with your brother and... your sister-in-law."
He Ziyi obediently nodded and walked over to lead Xiaobao away.
