"Daddy."
Ziyi couldn't wait any longer. Seeing that Mom and Uncle had let the two older sisters choose their gifts, his dark eyes were fixed on the variety of gifts on the table.
Mo Xiuchen chuckled indulgently, "Ziyi, you can choose now too."
As soon as Ziyi got the command, he immediately moved two steps aside and reached for the exquisite pistol engraved with 'Haochen'.
"Ha ha, Mo Xiuchen, you have a successor indeed. Ziyi choosing 'Haochen' first signifies that he will take over Haochen in the future."
Beside them, Gu Kai burst into laughter, and Qin Mu raised an eyebrow, his lips also curving into a pleased smile. Mo Xiuchen, that sly guy, even schemes against one-year-old Ziyi.
In their eyes, Ziyi has grabbed the Haochen Group, but in little Ziyi's eyes, it's only his beloved gun. As soon as he got it, he immediately hugged it with both hands, ready to start playing.
