Three Little Guardian Angels Chapter 983

Colton’s self-esteem was a little hurt. “Does that mean that I’m not handsome?”

Hans laughed out loud and patted Colton’s head. “You look handsome too. It’s just your elder brother has
the slightest edge over you, hahaha.

The family left the airport happily. The Goldmanns’ family estate regained its lively atmosphere once
again. Nicholas listened to Hans telling some interesting stories that they encountered abroad and
laughed happily in the living room.

Nicholas beckoned, asking Wayion to approach, took a good look at this young but handsome boy, and
felt extremely satisfied. “This is what I would expect from a child of the Goldmanns. You must’ve suffered
a ton when you were abroad, Wayion.”

Wayion smiled. “I didn’t suffer much, Grandpa.”

Nicholas’ eyes turned bloodshot, and he patted Wayion’s shoulder heavily, “Your great-grandfather has
the highest hopes for you. He’s a very tough old man to please, so it must’ve been difficult for you to
endure all the hardships that he threw at you while you were by his side.”

Nolan and Maisie entered the living room, and Nicholas asked, “Where are Colton and Daisie?”

“They’re outside in the courtyard,” Maisie replied with a smile.

Nicholas nodded. “These three kids haven’t been together for such a long time. So since they’re having a
winter break, we should let them relax to the fullest. And

Nolan…”



He looked at Nolan. “I suggest that we hold your wedding during spring, around the Easter holiday, Zee
has been married to the Goldmanns for three years, and you two are stepping into the fourth year
already, so that’s something that we owe her.” Nolan and Maisie looked at each other.

Nolan then held Maisie’s hand and laughed. “Don’t worry about that, Dad. I certainly won’t let Maisie
down when it comes to our wedding ceremony. We’ve already come up with plans for it.”

“It’s nice to hear that.” Nicholas continued generously. “Money has never been an issue to the
Goldmanns, so we have to come up with something grand and glamorous in order to let everyone know
about it.”

Maisie smiled in embarrassment.





‘They’re indeed father-and-son. They even share the same thoughts.’ The winter evenings got dark
relatively quickly, and the fields and the forest that had a yellow and orange gradient were covered with a
thin mist.

The town was very boisterous at night, especially since Christmas had just gone by. Christmas trees and
decorations could still be seen all over the place.

Maisie strolled around in the quaint town with Nolan and their three children. She looked around at the
lively streets and was surprised. “I haven’t visited this place at night before.”

Nolan grabbed her hand. “This town will only look this lively around Christmas, New Year’s, and the
Winter Festival.”

Maisie stared at him. “Are you saying that I’ve missed this over the past three years?”



Nolan chuckled. “You’ve definitely missed it, but we can always make it up later on in life.”

When Daisie saw a cotton candy seller, it felt novel and piqued her curiosity, so she ran over while Colton
and Wayion followed her.

Maisie stopped and pulled Nolan. “I want some too.”

Nolan nodded. “Okay.”

The owner of the small vendor made some cotton candies for the family of five. Daisie grabbed hers from
him and gave off a sweet smile. “Thank you, mister.” “It’s so sweet!” She took a small bite out of the huge
cotton candy, took a look at the

huge flower made out of cotton candy, and became reluctant to finish it. Maisie held the cotton in her
hand, tasted it, and looked at Nolan. “I’ve never eaten cotton candy before this.”

Nolan stared at her. “I tried it when I was a child. My mother was the one who brought me here to buy it.”

“Dad, did Grandma bring you here frequently?” Daisie asked.

Nolan responded with a faint nod and a slight smile on his face. His expression no longer looked tense
when he mentioned his mother.



There was a bridge further ahead. An old man was playing the cello on the bridge, and the lights on both
sides of the bridge looked dim as the water was gurgling under the bridge.

Daisie and Colton ran to the bridge, and the cold winter breeze gusted toward them, causing the two to
retract their necks deeper into their jackets.


62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda