Aberji knew very well that what Xixi said was just the little one's ploy, but he still held a bit of hope, wishing that Tong Ruoxin had really said those words to her.
Tong Ruoxin didn't dare provoke Aberji now and quickly nodded in agreement: "Yes, I told Xixi, and I also told her that when she sees you, she should call you Grandpa... Aberji, Xixi is my little granddaughter, and you are still my husband, so Little Xixi is also your granddaughter, isn't she?"
"Yes, I am your husband, I am still your husband..." Aberji muttered to himself. Tong Ruoxin's words softened his heart greatly, seemingly rekindling long-lost hope, and even the look he gave Little Xixi carried a hint of affection.
Indeed, love extends to those close to your beloved; how could he bear to let Little Xixi suffer so much…
Almost as if possessed, Aberji stepped onto the stone platform and reached out, trying to untangle the rope around Little Xixi to bring her down.
