"No, if I put it down, my brothers will take it from me."
Ran Ran refused to let go. In her small arm, the plate was like a huge rock tittering on the edge of a cliff. With one accidental movement, the whole plate of tea-flavored eggs could drop onto the floor.
"Then, can you give it to daddy?"
Ji Ziming walked up to his daughter and placed his suit jacket onto the sofa. He then tugged at his tie to take a breather. Seeing the girl's serious expression, he could not help but laugh. "Will you give it to me if I want to eat it?"
"I…"
The girl hesitated. She had originally wanted to save it for her father when he came in, but he was not acting as she thought.
"I won't give it to you. You are a big baddie."
She hugged the plate and refused to let go, then continued speaking while looking at her father. "Although we have divorced, you'd better not think of cheating me. I've known about your secret for a long time."
