She couldn't help but find it a bit laughable, her dad being so childish at his age.
Her brother and Ningning's scheming nature definitely inherited from her dad.
Helplessly, she turned her head to look at Nuoyan. Nuoyan looked at her innocently, "Don't look at me, the password was just changed by your dad, only he knows it."
After speaking, he raised an eyebrow, turned around with a spring in his step, and went home with An Ziqi and Xiao Moli.
Xiao Yimo was left speechless, her dad was childish, and her mom joined him.
She walked forward, amused yet helpless, stopped in front of Yi Haoyu, and raised her hand to where his hand was pressing.
The two of them were like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl separated on opposite sides of the Milky Way.
They could see each other, but couldn't touch.
Their hands seemed to be together, but there was a thin barrier between them; they couldn't feel each other.
Helplessly watching him, she spoke, "You're not mad, are you?"
