Seeing the two little guys always brought him an unprecedented sense of relaxation.
Zhou Shixiong had always liked children, but ever since he got that long scar on his face, children would burst into terrified tears before even getting close. Gradually, no matter how much he liked them, he no longer wanted to approach them.
However, this curse was broken by Gu Wenheng's twin sons. For some reason, the two boys were surprisingly bold; every time they saw him, they would giggle foolishly.
When he held them in his arms, they showed no fear. Instead, they would curiously touch the scar on his face and ask him in their milky voices if it hurt.
How could he not like such children?
Out of this affection, he had merely visited a few more times and played with the kids a bit more, yet Brother Gu was being so stingy.
