"Dad... Dad... Daddy!" Ning Chenyang seemed to have come to terms with reality, and finally spoke helplessly.
Qin Jian's eyes lit up with joy. His Chenyang was fine, and his worries had been unnecessary. It was truly impressive for a seven-month-old child to be able to clearly say the word "daddy".
He joyfully lifted the child high: "Worthy of being Qin Jian's son... I am proud of you!"
No sooner had Qin Jian finished speaking than he felt a warm liquid pour over his face with a splash!
"You little rascal! You actually peed!" Qin Jian gritted his teeth and spoke to the little troublemaker.
Little Chenyang giggled, seemingly quite pleased with his recent antics.
Turning to look at Ning Chenguang, despite the lively scene unfolding here, he didn't even glance over, focusing solely on the apple in his hands.
"Qin Jian, I suddenly feel that neither of your sons are easy to handle!" An Hao remarked.
"It's alright. If these two dare to misbehave, watch how I'll deal with them!"
