"It's the New Year! How could I not come back? Besides, I've heard from Leng Shuang and others that Grandmother is pregnant, so of course, I have to come back." She smiled, with both eyes squinted to half-moon. She took his hand and said, "Grandfather, I also bring you a New Year's gift."

"Hahaha, good, good. I know you're a considerate girl." He nodded happily and patted her hand.

"You immediately forgot your father after seeing your grandfather, didn't you? Why didn't I hear you bring me a present?" Feng Xiao's voice came from behind. Although it was solemn, it still carried an unconcealed smile.

 "I got presents for all of you. " She started laughing. When she looked back, she saw the little guy standing beside her father was staring at her. She laughed, "I also have one for Little Hell's Lord."

 "Little Hell's Lord? This child is?" The Old Patriarch's gaze fell on the Little Hell's Lord's face that resembled Xuanyuan Mo Ze's. His eyes shrunk. "Has Mohan married? How old is the