Jiang Jincheng wasn't afraid either, his azure blue eyes looking back, and he seriously began to argue his case.
"Your daughter, my sister, didn't steal your daughter."
Mu Shen's mind was a bit dazed, feeling that he was right but also somehow not.
He furrowed his brows in thought, only to have a small hand smooth them away.
Ruanruan parted her daddy's eyebrows to each side.
"Daddy, Ruanruan will always be Daddy's Little Lovely, that no one else can take away, oh. Does your head hurt, Daddy? Ruanruan will massage it for you, massage it until it doesn't hurt anymore, oh."
As she spoke, she kicked off her little shoes, stood up in the car seat, and seriously began to massage Mu Shen's temples.
The driver in the front, hearing Ruanruan's milky voice telling the boss to drink less and asking him if his head hurt and so on.
Looking through the rearview mirror and seeing the little one really gently pressing on the boss's temples, he suddenly turned utterly lemony.
