C995 How Long Can Happiness Last

"And thank my precious son!" Lan Ling raised his thumb at the baby that was hiding in his grandma's arms and laughing.

Under the table, he held the big, misty palm tightly. Staring at her, he smiled blissfully.

"Ding Ling Ling …" "Ring, ring, ring …" A string of cell phone ringtones suddenly cut into the harmonious atmosphere.

It was a misty phone call, probably from her mother