Now Little Nuomi understood!
Daddy doesn't keep his promises!
Angrily clenching her little fists, she wanted to hit him, "Daddy's a liar!"
"Ahem." Lu Yin guiltily averted his gaze, deceiving his daughter really did bring a sense of guilt.
Little Nuomi cried in anger, large teardrops rolling down her fair cheeks, and he froze for a moment, helplessly wiping her tears, "Why are you crying?"
Little Nuomi struggled to slide down from him.
She took her small steps and ran upstairs.
Lu Yin was startled for a second, then chased after her, all the way to her children's room, where he saw the little one burrow under the covers, finding her children's phone.
She sat cross-legged on the bed, her fingers rapidly pressing the buttons.
Before long, the call was connected.
On the other end, the man's voice carried a hint of drowsiness.
"Little Nuomi, are you looking for daddy?"
Little Nuomi grumbled a bit before stating her request, "Little Nuomi wants to see mama..."
"You miss mama?"
