"Our son is really different from the rest." Xiao Lingyu leaned against Gong Tianhao's chest and thought about the first day when she sent her two children to kindergarten.
"The other children were all crying. They really didn't want to part with their parents and family," Xiao Lingyu said with a smile, "Our Tong Tong stands out among a group of children. He looks at these children with a cold and arrogant expression. The kindergarten teacher asked him curiously, 'Why aren't you crying?' He only replied indifferently, 'Childish!'..."
At this point, Xiao Lingyu suddenly thought of something and said, "Speaking of which, grandfather said that you were almost the same when you entered kindergarten for the first day."
Gong Tianhao smiled and said, "We are father and son. Isn't it normal for the son to resemble his father?"
