"He Zhilan! Move your Little Tuanyuan away from me! It hurts my heart just looking at him!" Lin Deng shouted directly at He Zhilan to take Little Tuanyuan away.
Little Tuanyuan giggled and skipped away, took two steps, then suddenly turned back and smiled, "Uncle Lin Deng! My grandparents are here too!"
Lin Deng felt a kind of frustration like having three liters of blood he wanted to puke but didn't know from where.
Lan Li watched Little Tuanyuan and did find him amusing. Little Tuanyuan's personality was quite different from He Zhilan as a child, who was always like a little shadow; however, in many ways, they were quite alike.
Thinking of He Zhilan as a child, Lan Li naturally thought of Lan Lin, who pampered He Zhilan like a princess without any rules. If Lan Lin were still around, seeing He Zhilan's son would surely bring him immense joy.
After the birthday party, Little Tuanyuan became noticeably more lively and active, more talkative, and seldom stayed home.
