"My daughter will be very pretty. She'll look good in outdated clothes too." The man appeared extremely confident.
These words, so confidently spoken, were completely uncharacteristic of him.
Would this man turn into a slave to his daughter in the future?
Yun Shishi could not help imagining it in her mind.
In the image she had, Mu Yazhe could not bear to let go of the pink and tender little bundle in his arms. He would coax her into eating, carry her while she slept, and even when walking, he would not bear to put her on the ground and rather, let his daughter ride on his shoulders…
Uh…
She then imagined Mu Yazhe carrying a plump baby boy, looking completely bitter and vengeful!
Her heart pounded.
