Jiang Chengsi went to bed late last night and felt like he had just closed his eyes when he was jolted awake by waves of crying. He wasn't even sure who started first—his own little nephew, or that little accident from the Huo Family…
Anyway, one started fussing, and the other followed right on its heels.
Since he was staying at someone else's place, no one was going to wait on him for breakfast. He'd arrived late last night, so of course he had to get up early and go say hello to the Tang Family.
When he got to the front hall, Xiaowu Neck-Tree and the little accident were sitting in their strollers, and Huo Qinqi was expressionlessly shaking a rattle to coax the kids.
To be honest, he had never seen such a perfunctory and indifferent biological dad.
The little accident was still very young, just staring straight at the rattle, while Jiang Xiaowai kept waving his tiny hands, trying to grab the toy.
