Chapter 238: Little Meatball
Qiao Dingshan knew that his colleague really missed having a son like mad. It wasn’t that he didn’t like his daughter; in fact, he loved his daughter very much. One loves their own children dearly. However, the old generation’s mindset is hard to change, which is why he drooled over someone else’s child, even claiming that he wanted to kidnap the kid. That’s human trafficking, yet he was bold enough to say it.
Qiao Dingshan’s colleague was still fantasizing about the little fatty; he had become a devoted admirer of the little fatty. He really wanted to pinch those chubby cheeks, those tiny arms and legs. How could they make a child so cute? It was practically unfair.
"Look," a colleague suddenly burst into laughter and patted the shoulder of the little fatty’s admirer.
He pointed ahead, "The little fatty you like is coming over."
"Who are you kidding?" The little fatty’s admirer kicked the colleague, "Rubbing salt in my wounds, huh?"
But when he turned his head, his eyes sparkled with surprise. No way, it really was the little fatty.
And the little fatty was Taotao. He was all round and chubby, having gained even more weight recently, looking cuter and more darling by the day. He was being held by Qiao Dingshan, holding a small pack of snacks in his hand, his little face covered as he ate, yet still an adorable and warmly charming little fatty.
He took one out, was about to pop it into his own mouth, but then he extended his chubby hand in front of Qiao Dingshan.
With his baby voice, he said,