The few of them were dressed uniformly in Night Walk Clothes.
Dong Huiying covered her mouth with her small hand, her expression particularly lively, though she bit down hard to suppress her laugh, fearing she might burst out laughing, her stomach almost aching from the suppressed laughter.
The handsome and refined man's face darkened, looking confusedly at his son below, suddenly making a toothache expression.
How could he not know that his son, Wangwang, was actually such a little rascal?
Originally, a few of them had come tonight just to see the old madam and Wangwang, but now... Yixuan changed his mind.
We're not seeing them!
Under the tree, Wu Wang still didn't know his father was close by, babbling: "Great-grandmother is really smart!"
The six fathers in the tree: "..."
