The grip was so tight, it hurt like hell.
As soon as Ningwan said her hand hurt, Zhan Hanjue immediately pried his son's hand open.
"You're excited to grab your wife's hand, why are you grabbing my wife's hand?"
"Dad, I'm just too happy."
Zhan Yunxiao certainly didn't dare to grab Xia Luo's hand, afraid he might hurt her. But he also didn't dare to grab his mother's hand.
So, he could only hold onto his father's shoulder and give him a big hug.
Zhan Hanjue was bewildered by his hug.
Being hugged by his son, who was as tall as he was, felt strangely indescribable.
However, he was still very happy that his son had finally grown up and was about to become a father.
And he could upgrade to becoming a grandfather.
So he patted his shoulder comfortingly, helping him to gradually calm down.
