Ye Yuwei's lips were pursed in annoyance. This man would only be too full of himself if her daughter said things like that.
Gu Juexi on the other hand, was in a very good mood. He sat down and picked up the little puffball who was right in front of him and seated her on his lap. He had a very strong hunch that this was his biological daughter.
The daughter that Ye Yuwei had given him.
He had a totally different feeling when he looked at the little puffball in comparison to what he felt with the little meatball.
When the little meatball had appeared in front of him earlier, he could not have been prouder. Knowing that he had such an intelligent son, what Gu Juexi had felt was pride and affirmation for his son. That was the kind of affection he felt for the little meatball.
