As soon as she opened the door, the scene before her made An Ning's heart tremble slightly.
Mo Ang was standing with his head bowed, looking intently at the baby on the bed. His expression was focused, and there was even an indescribable emotion on his face.
Yes, the corners of his mouth were lifted!
An Ning couldn't understand how a man known for being so cold could show such fatherly affection towards a stranger's child.
Mo Ang quickly noticed An Ning's presence and lifted his eyes to look over.
An Ning gave him a polite smile and slowly walked towards him. "I'm really grateful for what you did today!"
"You're welcome!" he replied coolly, then added, "In the future... be more careful with the child, don't let them endure the same danger again."
"I've already learned from this experience; there will definitely be no next time," An Ning said hastily.
"Hmm!"
An Ning placed her hands in front of her, her fingers awkwardly intertwined, unsure of what to say.
