Yang Jinghai looked at Tang Li with affection, "You're quite sweet this morning. Did you have a pleasant dream last night?"
Tang Li smiled and said, "No, I genuinely feel Grandpa is wonderful."
Tang Li slightly tilted her head and leaned on Yang Jinghai's shoulder, sighing contentedly, "It's so nice to be loved by Grandpa!"
Tang Huai sat down opposite them.
Listening to Tang Li's words and looking into her eyes, Tang Huai instantly understood what was in her heart.
She was reflecting and treasuring the days she had with Yang Jinghai.
Tang Huai knew that there were some things Tang Li couldn't let go of in her heart.
Tang Huai picked up a boiled egg and tapped it lightly on the table.
The shell cracked, and she peeled it elegantly, her clear and bright eyes watching Tang Li with a faint smile.
This life's Tang Li was vastly different from the last one.
The Tang Li of this lifetime seemed more sentimental.