An Ning frowned as she looked towards the source of the voice...her father.
Yu Jingchen seemed to see a savior, immediately distancing himself from An Ning. "Mr. An is here?"
An Jiancheng blushed upon seeing the young couple so affectionate, especially since it involved his own daughter. "An Ning, didn't you say you wanted fruit salad? I've prepared it for you, you can eat it now!"
An Ning was a bit reluctant. "Got it!"
Then she tugged at Yu Jingchen, signaling him to go back to the room.
Yu Jingchen was a bit dumbfounded. Had this innocent little girl really been guided by him to become a perpetually displeased young woman?
"Ahem..." He coughed to keep himself alert. "You should eat more fruit first; it's good for the baby's skin, sure to be fair and tender!"
An Ning frowned and said, "Even if I don't eat a lot of fruit, my baby will still have fair and tender skin."
"Eating more will make it even fairer and more tender."
