Enoch's tiny arms could not reach the door handle. Xia Ning walked over to open the door for him. The second the door was opened, a tall shadow covered her.
Qiao Yu's dark eyes glanced over her calm face, just for a second. He bent down to hold Enoch up and asked, "Did you behave? Did he make any trouble?" The second half was obviously for Xia Ning.
Xia Ning looked at the gentle dad holding the kid and found it hard to link him to the cold and arrogant person from the past.
"Daddy, I was good. I slept with Mummy yesterday. Mummy made me breakfast this morning too," Enoch said as if he was bragging.
Qiao Yu moved his eyes from his son to Xia Ning and asked, "You can make breakfast now?"
Xia Ning heard that and frowned even more. It felt like he was mocking her.
"Wait there for a second. I will pack up Enoch's stuff." As she was saying that, Xia Ning stepped back and was about to shut the door.
