Chapter 164 The toddler, barely three heads tall, was also wearing sunglasses that covered half his face. The small backpack on his shoulders was a luxury brand, and it featured a solid gold Golden Piglet1 pendant hanging from it. When Li Hao saw his son's outfit, the veins on his forehead throbbed with irritation. This aesthetic was dancing right on his last nerve. Piling every expensive thing he owned onto his body made him look no different from a walking Christmas tree. Yet, the child…