Looking at the Little Grape in his arms, Tan Zheng showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
He kissed Little Grape's forehead and said softly, "Grape, why don't you drink milk? Is it not tasty?"
Ever since...
Ever since Gu Yi'an left, Little Grape refused to drink formula milk. The nutritionist said it was because the child was accustomed to breast milk and didn't like formula milk.
There was no way but to adapt. Perhaps she didn't like this brand of formula milk.
Tan Jincheng instructed to find all the safe brands of formula milk available to try one by one, but Little Grape wasn't interested in any of them.
She ate very little.
