Ji Weixi nodded. "Of course!"
"What about Daddy?" There's no way the little one would sleep with Li Shaoling!
Afraid of looking at Li Shaoling and be frightened by his look, she said, "He'll sleep alone."
"Oh, yeah!" The little one happily stopped crying and rolling around, and instead started having a disco dance on the sofa.
Li Shaoling could only watch as Ji Weixi carried the little one into his bedroom and closed the door, the vein on his temples throbbing as darkness fell over his face.
He took out his phone and called the welfare home, but hung up in seconds and smashed his phone on the coffee table in irritation.
This bleeding disaster!
***
The next morning.
As Ji Weixi washed up, a figure wobbled behind her.
Ji Weixi found as she brushed her teeth and gargled. The moment she looked up—she was struck by beauty.
