Taking care of a child isn't an easy task...
However, even when his hand was kicked and hurt, and his nose got red from being kicked, Lu Zhanbei never thought of letting go of his son's small hand.
He just doted on him, watching his son's little pursed lips as he slept, occasionally smiling, then smiling again.
Seeing how much he enjoyed being with his son, Gu Qianqian actually felt quite warm inside.
In the past three years, although she never told Young Lu who his father was, she thought about this question every day...
Three years might not mean much to adults, but for a child, it's missing out on the entire process of growing up.
She once worried that when father and son finally met, they would recognize but not know each other, but now that worry could finally be put to rest.
Young Lu really liked him, and he really loved Young Lu...
