Bo Jinghang was a little pretentious to begin with. Wanwan put down the phone and cried sadly. Bo Jinghang hurriedly opened his eyes and carried Wanwan onto his stomach.
"Don't cry, I'm fine."
"Alright, alright… Are you dead…"
Wanwan reached out to wipe her eyes.
"She's not dead yet." Bo Jinghang burped and placed Wanwan's hand on his stomach.
"You have indigestion here. Rub it for me."
Wanwan burped as she cried. She grabbed Bo Jinhang's shirt with her little hand and scratched it twice. "…You won't die if you rub it, right?"
"Yes… But you're not rubbing, you're scratching."
Wanwan's eyes were red from crying. She rubbed Bo Jinhang's stomach and chatted with him.
Bo Jinghang really didn't know what to say to Wanwan.
"Look at your biological sister. Do you know that you're still young? Why aren't you home yet?"
Wanwan pouted unhappily.
"Mommy… work…"
Bo Jinghang glared at her and said sternly,
