Tang Zhinian was a man of honest appearance, exceedingly so. Yet the children he had were each more attractive than the last, blessed with such genes, growing up this way was nothing less than expected.
"Chengcheng, do you want to see your maternal grandparents?"
Ren Li tentatively asked her son. The Tang Family had no elders, and neither did she, so from childhood to adulthood, Chengcheng had no idea what grandparents were like, or what they were supposed to be.
The Grandfather Wang had actually been chosen by Chengcheng himself; he was extremely fond of him. One could even say that he grew up in the Wang Family. Sometimes, if they got too busy on this side, Tang Xincheng would be left over there, sometimes for years at a time, and that was where Chengcheng got his sense of what grandparents felt like.