The little guy's fair, chubby face was puffed up with anger.
Zhan Jinchuan was honored to be on his blacklist.
The little guy's voice was soft and sticky, filled with deep concern, and Gu Junzhu's bellyful of anger dissipated quite a bit.
He pinched the little guy's tender cheeks and said softly, "When Grandpa comes back, don't let him find out you don't like Chuan Dada, Grandpa will worry."
"Mm," Xiao Shumiao nodded, "I heard everything you and Chuan Dada said, I won't let Grandpa know!"
"Good boy," Gu Junzhu patted his little back, "Daddy is fine now, go play with Brother Xiaoyue."
"Really?" Xiao Shumiao hugged his neck, "Daddy, don't be angry, being angry will make you sick."
Gu Junzhu smiled gently, lowered his head, and kissed him, "Seeing my eldest darling, all my anger is gone."
He ruffled his little head, "Go play, Daddy really isn't angry anymore."
