Hearing Chen Jiayuan's sensible words, Su Manyu and Chen Shunfeng were about to cry. Sure enough, the child they were holding in their palms had grown up. This was good. Perhaps in the future, the two of them could really breathe a sigh of relief.

"Is this really your idea?" Su Manyu asked worriedly.

"Really, Mom, no matter how much I like him, he can't make you sad. After all, I only want you two parents. There's only one big brother. That's all I have." She said ...