Wangzi shouted very fiercely, seemingly not allowing Huo Zhanting to touch him.
Huo Zhanting defied his wishes, and the father and son, big and small, just sat on the sofa playing games. An Lan watched Wangzi, at first unhappy, then slowly giggling, crossing her arms and smilingly watching this scene.
As she watched, she suddenly felt a bit hollow inside, always feeling something was missing. An Lan glanced around, a wave of sourness surged in her heart, realizing it was because they were missing people. If An Xuan and Zhang Ya were here, given their lively personalities, they would definitely join in and play with the father and son.
An Lan watched and her eyes started to redden, the anxiety for Xiaoxuan and Yaya grew stronger in her heart. But to not spoil the good atmosphere, she sniffed, and suppressed her bad mood forcefully.
