Old Sir Qian chuckled, watching his wife play with the Little Red Carp. It reminded him of his grandson, who was far away.
Even though that was his own flesh and blood, distant water can't quench a present thirst. The Little Red Carp right here before them was now the recipient of all their affection.
Sun Haoran was also quite fond of her. He smiled and said, "Little Red Carp, call him Grandpa."
"Hello, Grandpa," the Little Red Carp chirped with a smile. She was a person now, and she wanted to get along well with other people.
Gu Qingyu watched the Little Red Carp, also feeling very pleased. But his personality was more reserved, and he wasn't good at expressing his feelings. He watched with envy as she interacted with everyone else.
Zhao Nuanyue patted the Little Red Carp's little head. "Little Red Carp, this is Grandpa Gu."
