Huo Chengche naturally understood what his little one meant, which was not surprising.

But he inexplicably sensed that his wife's gaze was a little strange, and glanced down...

The boy's handsome face darkened instantly. What did that little rascal mean by that look in his eyes?

That familiar sense of unease surged up again, and Huo Chengche's forehead throbbed.

Now, even with his little wife in his arms, the young man couldn't smile anymore.

He looked at the little bundle of joy in his arms, her bright, dark eyes blinking as she stared at him, and, suppressing the throbbing in his temples, earnestly explained to her.

"Niannian, actually, the Crown Prince doesn't really like your Fifth Brother coming back... It's all because you like him!"

The little dumpling blinked twice at the sound of his older brother's words, then his eyes suddenly filled with tears. He looked at his older brother with a misty and sad expression, and his soft, sweet voice was tinged with sobs.

"Does the Crown Prince no longer like Fifth Brother? Does that mean he won't love Nian Nian as much as before? Will he abandon Nian Nian like Fifth Brother did?"

Her little sob was so pitiful, like a little abandoned baby.

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