Love at First Novel by Gu Lingfei

While the young couple were being affectionate on one side, Haitong had already started her breakfast on the other.

The old lady cradled her little great-grandson in her arms, teasing him as she said to Tang Junye, "The more I look at him, the more he resembles Tongtong." Tang Junye walked over to admire his precious grandson and replied, “Tongtong carried him for ten months and went through so much hardship. Of course he would look like her."

His daughter-in-law was beautiful, and his grandson, taking after her, would surely grow into a handsome young man.

As long as the child was healthy, Tang Junye didn't mind whether he resembled his son or his daughter-in-law.

"Babies change every day. Our little one is much cuter now than he was when he was just born," Tang Junye said, revealing their true thoughts.

When the child was first born, they had all thought he looked a little plain. After all, all the other children they had seen-like Yangyang, Long Ting, and the little ones from the Jun family-were exceptionally cute.

Every one of them was an adorable little darling.

The old lady smiled and said, "Our children are always the cutest. Baby, today you'll be discharged from the hospital and finally go home."

face was full of warmth

then, the little one opened his eyes and gave a wide, unconscious

response to people, the old lady was still overjoyed. She said to her daughter-in-law, "The baby smiled! He's so adorable. He smiled at me, and my heart

in to tease his grandson, saying, "Come on, baby, smile

the little guy smiled once

walking around with a stern face, like someone owes him hundreds of millions." While packing up, Zhan Yin overheard and said, "...Mom, just because you have a grandson now, you don't have to step on your son like

been serious since you were little. Why do you think your brothers are all afraid of you? It's that face of

got married, your mom hardly ever saw you smile." "Thanks to Tongtong for melting you and making you smile. Before you got married,

smile-we rarely did either. When he was happy, he had a stern face, and when he

very cunning, but I think he just didn't

Zhan Yin: "......"

decided not to respond, in case

he never laughed before marriage—he had, just very rarely. Meanwhile, after Haitong finished her breakfast, Zhan Yin went