But then, as if suddenly thinking of something, the man's deep, dark eyes sank even further.
He didn't answer the little girl, instead he pulled at his thin lips and, still looking cold and aloof, asked her again:
"Who's better, me or Pei Xiubai?"
The old man: "..."
Song Qingwan: "..."
Xu Ciye, who hadn't left yet: "..."
This utterly heartless beast!
Does he really have to hold such a grudge?
It was just an essay, okay?
Is that worth all this?
The little girl had long forgotten what happened in the kitchen earlier. She hesitated, planning to tell the truth:
Xiu Bai is just as awesome as Daddy.
But before she could speak,
the next second, Lu Junhan somehow pulled out another bag of fruit candies from who knows where and dangled it in front of her eyes.
The bag was transparent.
At a glance, the colorful fruit candies inside looked gorgeous.
This kind of pretty candy is the little girl's absolute favorite; even if she doesn't eat them, she can keep them as a collection!
