Then he stretched out his wrinkled hand, took Chase’s hand, and walked toward the door.
At this moment, the aura of a benevolent father enveloped his old man, and the backs of father and son looked so harmonious.
In such a big family, it is like the harem of an ancient emperor, and it will always attract jealousy if it is favored.
Ruby’s grievances about being punished for writing a hundred ancient poems have not yet subsided. She stared at the door, waiting for Chase and the old man to go out, she said in a sour tone: “My grandpa is eccentric, there is really no one.”
Lynn sneered, “Cut, no matter how spoiled you are, after all, you won’t be the son of a third-year-old child. What can you do?
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