In Mr. Ji's eyes, a six-year-old kid's birthday wish is nothing more than fun toys or delicious food. Of course, his grandson is so clever that he might ask for something that might cause him to go bankrupt.
Mr. Ji was mentally prepared that as long as the little guy spoke, no matter how valuable, he would go to great lengths to get it for him.
However, no matter how much Mr. Ji thought he understood his mischievous and cunning grandson, he still truly couldn't see inside the little guy's heart.
Baobao used his bright, black eyes to gaze over his parents, who seemed to pay no mind to him and his grandpa, reaching out with his small hand to gently caress the stubbly chin of Mr. Ji.
Mr. Ji felt a tingling pleasure from being touched by his grandson, feeling weirdly satisfied, and he hugged the little guy's small waist, coaxing him. "Come on, Baobao, tell Grandpa."
"Grandpa, Baobao wants Daddy and Mommy and Grandpa to live happily together with Baobao."
