Born But Not Raised, What Kind of Father Is That?

Clumsy, how did his outlook suddenly shrink like this?

It truly shouldn't have.

Taking action immediately after school, Huo Ji'an ran up to Grandma Qin when he returned to the Qin family's home. He tugged at her sleeve with his little chicken claw and said, "Grandma Qin, may I have a few words with Uncle Qin?"

"Hmm?" Grandma Qin looked down at him, quite fond of him, and asked with a smile, "What do you need him for?"

Huo Ji'an solemnly replied, "I want to ask Uncle Qin and Aunt Kang if they are willing to be my parents for a day. I'll pay them rent, fifty each, and I'll also give chubby girl a commission."

Zhouzhou nodded vigorously, "Little Skinny Pole, you're so nice."

"Of course!" Huo Ji'an proudly puffed out his small chest. He had promised that chubby girl would definitely act as an intermediary and earn the price difference.

After saying that, he looked at Grandma Qin eagerly, "Is it okay?"

Zhouzhou also looked up with her chubby face, full of anticipation.