"Dimly?"
Han Yuanjun pursed his lips. "So, you also despise grandpa because he is old!"
"No, no!" Liang Zixuan felt that no matter how much she spoke, Han Yuanjun would twist her words. So she hugged his arm and shook it vigorously. "Hubby, you must believe in me. No matter how many years have passed, no matter how much you change, you will always be the best, the most handsome, the most perfect man in my heart!"
Han Yuanjun pressed his hand on the back of Liang Zixuan's head, making her rest on his shoulder silently. He looked up at the night sky and sighed softly in his heart. 'Baby, how can I keep you from getting hurt?'
Han Yuanjun's main purpose in hiring the babysitters was to keep Liang Zixuan away from the child.
