The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

Xing Luozi is the youngest in his generation, and his biological father is the current head of the Xing family. It is destined that he will be surrounded by people. No matter how people scheme and fight for their own interests in secret, they must show their affection for this child on the surface.

Everyone wanted to take the child from the old man and woman and hold him.

At this age, the old folks just hope for family harmony and prosperity. Since everyone is happy to lend a hand, they will naturally do the same, but they repeatedly remind everyone to be careful.

They won't let you hold younger children.

Tang Zhu and her family also came today.

The program that Tang Zhu assembled was recently a huge hit, preventing Chaoye Technology's shopping mall project from losing money and helping Xing Yanzhao, which could also be considered as indirectly helping the Xing family. The two elders remembered her kindness and no longer held a grudge about that old incident.

So when Tang Zhu's daughter said she wanted to hold Zi Yue's hand, they naturally taught her to just extend one finger, and Zi Yue would grab her finger on his own.

Tang Zhu and his wife were still a little afraid that their parents wouldn't allow it.

Seeing her daughter extend her finger, Ziyue opened her fingers and clenched them tightly.

"Mommy! Can I hug him?"

Tang Zhu's daughter is not young, and she can hold a baby, but the two elders are still worried.

Tang Zhu's son stepped forward and asked his parents if he could hold them, saying that he could hold them and let his sister hold them gently.

The two elders agreed.

"He's so soft and smells so good! Just like my sister-in-law! Brother, Mom, shouldn't Xiao Yue call me aunt?"

“Yes, little aunt.” Tang Zhu bent down and patted her daughter’s head. Her daughter’s eyes lit up and she coaxed Ziyue to call her little aunt. Her son couldn’t stand it anymore and explained that Ziyue couldn’t call people yet.

"Alright, you've finished hugging. Let Mommy hug you and smell you too. Doesn't Ziyue smell as sweet as his mom?" Tang Zhu carefully took Ziyue in her arms. "You're so fair and tender, just like your mom. Your eyes and nose are like your dad's. You'll definitely be much more handsome than your dad when you grow up. After all, you have your dad's eyebrows, eyes, and nose, and your mom's gentle facial features, right? Little handsome boy."

This is what Xing's mother saw when she arrived.

She hadn't even held her own grandmother yet, but Tang Zhu had already done so.

I was a little resentful.

As Xing's mother walked over, the others gradually made way for her. No matter how much she tried to deceive them, she was still the wife of the eldest son of the Xing family and the mother of the person in charge of the Xing family; her status was undeniable.

"Let me see," she said curtly.

Tang Zhu didn't even look up or acknowledge her, but she still tilted the child slightly towards her.

Mother Xing peeked out slightly, looking at the soft, white, jade-like little one in the swaddling clothes, who occasionally spat out a little saliva. Her whole demeanor softened instantly.

"Ziyue?" she called out, reaching out to hug him as well.

Remembering that she was Xing Luoziyue's biological grandmother, she still handed it over.

When Xing's mother held the baby, her eyes softened as she looked down and played with the little one. At that moment, Grandma Kuang and Kuang Ye also arrived.

The old butler personally went to fetch them.

The first thing Grandma Kuang said as she leaned over was, "Doesn't He Yanzhao look like him when he was little?"

It was an unintentional remark, but Xing's mother felt like she had a fishbone stuck in her throat and couldn't say anything, because she had never seen what Xing Yanzhao looked like when he was a child.

Ultimately, the babies being switched at birth was due to their negligence.

Xing's mother remained silent, and Grandma Kuang realized that she had said the wrong thing.

At this moment, Xing Yuru stood up and said, "It's such a pity that none of us have ever seen what our eldest brother looked like when he was a child."

Grandma Kuang: "Seeing Ziyue is the same as seeing him, isn't it? Actually, I've never seen Yanzhao this young. I just imagined him from when he was six or seven years old."

Xing Yuru: "Yes, seeing Ziyue is like seeing what my older brother looked like when he was a child."

Xing's mother felt a little better.

"Older sister, come sit here." Grandma Xing called Grandma Kuang over, and the two sat together. The old ladies had their own things to talk about.

Grandpa Xing looked at the wilderness and said, "Yanzhao is talking to his third uncle over there. You can just go over there."

"Thank you, sir."

“You are Yanzhao’s younger brother, so call him Grandpa.”

"Thank you grandpa."

"Alright, go ahead, go ahead." Grandpa Kuang, worried he might not find his way, called to his granddaughter, "Yu Rou, I'll take you..."

"Fifth Brother," Xing Yuru continued, "Fifth Brother, I'll take you to find Eldest Brother."

When the two went to look for him, Uncle Xing was gone, leaving only Xing Yanzhao and Luo Huai, one standing and the other sitting.

Xing Yanzhao pointed to the two black swans in the lake and called to Luo Huai to look.

The lake surface is shimmering with gold, and swans intertwine their necks.

Xing Yuru exclaimed that the scene was beautiful.

Kuangye let out a soft hum.

As the two approached, Xing Yanzhao said, "These two shameless little bastards, in broad daylight."

So they're actually criticizing the Black Swan?

Xing Yuru broke down.

Why does my brother ruin the atmosphere the moment he opens his mouth?

Kuangye gave me a knowing look; he said, "Don't expect his brother to have any poetic or artistic ideas. His brother doesn't have that kind of talent."

At this moment, Luo Huai said, "Yes, I don't know who it was that held on so tightly in broad daylight and wouldn't let go, and it wasn't even spring yet."

"Tsk." Xing Yanzhao clicked his tongue. "You have quite the mouth."

“Third Aunt already praised me for this today, you need to praise me for something else.” Luo Huai looked up at him and smiled, her clever eyes sparkling with tiny glints.

Xing Yanzhao pinched her chin, looked her up and down, and was about to kiss her when he suddenly saw his younger brother and sister walking over.

He let go, muttering, "Two pieces of trash."

Luo Huai turned around, saw that it was them, and patted Xing Yanzhao's arm, saying, "Speak properly."

"It's alright, my brother never speaks human language." Kuangye walked past them, leaned lightly against a tree, and looked at the swans still entwined in the lake. "He's quite shameless."

Xing Yuru: "..."

She should go find her sister-in-law.

The four of them sat idly in the garden for a while, then strolled back slowly. They saw the same scene they had left behind, and Ziyue was still playing around with them.

Tang Zhu: "Xiao Ziyue's parents are back."

Everyone looked at the four people again.

Luo Huai walked over naturally, and when he met Xing's mother's gaze, she immediately looked away and stood up a little awkwardly.

She didn't say anything, but when she bent down to pick up the child, she said in a high-pitched voice, "Oh, Ziyue is being held by Grandma and Grandpa now."

Xing's mother glanced at Luo Huai.

Luo Huai then noticed a jade teething stick on his son's wrist and reached out to squeeze it.

“It’s a gift from me to Ziyue,” Xing’s mother said, then added, “It’s safe.”

"Grandma gave it to you. Did Ziyue thank Grandma? Ziyue thanks Grandma and Grandpa." Although Luo Huai didn't look at Xing's mother, she used words to express that the child definitely recognized them as his grandparents.

Xing's mother was deeply moved.

But will Yanzhao and Luo Huai never forgive her?