Burden

Lu Wenqing smiled, and her eyes landed on the little baby.

The little baby was lying right beside Xia Qingwei.

"Aiyo, this little buddy is really so cute." Lu Wenqing liked him the moment she saw him. As she said that, she stretched out her finger, wanting to touch his cute little face.

"Mom," Wang Juhuai called.

Lu Wenqing paused and turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"

Wang Juhuai said, "The child has just been born a few days ago and his immunity is weak. You both came here after a long flight. Why don't I send you both back to the hotel first?"

This sentence contained so many parts that made Lu Wenqing and Wang Taihong unhappy. They actually did not know which one to address first for a moment.

Lu Wenqing retracted her hand unhappily.

No matter what, that was her own grandson. She naturally wanted the best for him.

Since Wang Juhuai said this was not appropriate, then she would just not touch him.