I'm the pet of a wealthy family

When Su Anchen saw Old Man Gong, he was very happy. He opened his arms and threw himself into Old Man Gong's arms, wanting to hug him, "Grandpa, why are you here? I miss you so much!"

Old Man Gong's raised beard softened, his frown relaxed, he bent down, hugged the energetic little guy in his arms with a smile, "Grandfather also misses Xiao Chenchen."

I don't know when it started, Su Anchen has become his best venting powder, as long as he sees this little guy, even if he is in full swing, he will immediately extinguish without a trace.

"Great-grandfather is definitely not as fond of grandpa as little Chenchen." Su Anchen rubbed and rubbed tirelessly in the arms of old man Gong, using all her skills of being coquettish and cute.

Mr. Gong was scratched by the little guy's hand, and couldn't help laughing.

"Grandpa, who is he?"

asked in a pitiful voice.

Su Anchen stretched his neck and looked behind Old Man Gong, and saw a skinny little boy pulling on Old Man Gong's trouser legs, looking at him hostilely.

Su Anchen didn't like this little boy who was hostile to him.He didn't provoke him, so why should he be hostile to him?

Su Anchen rolled his eyes, and then saw a woman on the hospital bed, whose face he recognized.

Could it be that this little boy who was hostile to him was the five-year-old son this woman said?
So skinny, also five years old, the other party is simply a miniature version of a five-year-old child.

Su Anchen shrank back into the arms of Old Man Gong, clung to Old Man Gong's ear, and whispered, "Great Grandpa, he couldn't be the seed that Tsundere left behind five years ago, right?"

Mr. Gong pinched the tip of Su Anchen's nose dotingly, "Little cunning, nothing can escape your eyes."

Su Anchen giggled twice, and frowned suspiciously, "But why do I think he looks a lot like Tsundere?"

Old Man Gong couldn't help but look back at Tong Xin who was pulling his trouser legs, and thought to himself, it really doesn't look alike, especially the expression and demeanor when he speaks, he is far less like his grandson than his little Chenchen.Xiao Chenchen and his grandson were carved out of the same mold when they were young.

A thought suddenly flashed through Mr. Gong's mind...

"Grandpa!" Grandpa Gong kept talking to Su Anchen, but Tong Xin, who didn't get a response, accentuated his tone a little angrily.

Only then did Old Man Gong let go of Su Anchen, took Tong Xin's hand, went to Su Anchen, and introduced, "This is your elder brother Xiaochen, and he is also my great-grandson."

Su Anxin breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Mr. Gong still loves the children very much!

Tong Xin flattened his mouth and said dissatisfied, "He is also the great-grandson of my great-grandfather? No, Mommy said that Daddy only met his mommy this month. He is five years old. How could he be Daddy's child?" .Oh...couldn’t it be the oil bottle that that woman brought into the palace’s house!”

"What are you talking about!" Mr. Gong subconsciously scolded.

He really liked Xiao Chenchen so much, when he heard someone taunting his little Chenchen, he wanted to scold him angrily, and even forgot that the person who used the words indiscriminately was his great-grandson who had suffered so much from being homeless outside.

Tong Xin trembled in fright when he was sternly scolded by Mr. Gong. When he closed his eyes, tears rolled out. He turned around and rushed to the hospital bed, "Mum, grandpa scolded me!"

The woman patted Tong Xin's shoulder softly, and comforted her softly, "How come, it's impossible for my great-grandfather to scold Xiaoxin. Xiaoxin has suffered so much outside, it's too late for my great-grandfather to like it."