Even though the Han Family was a very rich family, they were still very careful with their children.
They were worried about leaving the newborn to a nanny, so Tian Qihua took the child to sleep with her.
Perhaps the child had been fed by the nurse in the nursery, so he didn't cry or make a fuss at night. But when it was six in the morning, and the sky began to lighten, he started to cry loudly.
Liang Zixuan had decided to feed him her milk, but since it was still too early, Tian Qihua gave the child powdered milk.
The child bit down on the pacifier and sucked the milk vigorously. His two big, watery eyes were fixed on Tian Qihua. The sight melted her heart.
"Good child, drink the milk quickly. After you're finished, grandmother will take you downstairs to play."
The child seemed to understand Tian Qihua's words and finished the milk in a few seconds.
