Tang Shaoyang left the mother and the daughter at ease in the bedroom. He did not think that much about what they wanted to talk about and asked Origin to block the sound from the room. He did not have an intention to eavesdrop on their conversation, what they were talking about despite his curiosity.
Carrying her daughter to the window, letting her see the outside world for the first time. Not that Xiulan understood or was interested. The little baby gave a glance outside a few seconds before focusing on him again. The baby was no longer obsessed with his finger after a few minutes of holding his finger. Her violet eyes were now focused on her neck, so focused that he might misunderstand that she was contemplating something hard in her mind.
