C770 Consultation

Wenzhong chuckled, looking at the little ones in their arms. "I've seen the photos on Tian's desk. They're adorable. Let Grandpa hold them..."

Though Wenzhong was only about fifty, he was of the same generation as Huo Tian's father, so calling himself Grandpa wasn't out of place.

Nan squirmed in Huo Tian's arms, refusing to be held. "She's a bit shy around new people," Huo Tian laughed