Yu Xiaobao looked at Wen Jin with her grape-like eyes and called out obediently, "Daddy."
With a childish voice, her small arms consciously hugged Wen Jin, and she immediately shook her head. "I'm not sleepy anymore when I see Daddy."
Wen Jin smiled silently. When he looked at Yu Xiaobao, it was with a sense of indulgence.
Especially when Yu Xiaobao called him in such a childlike manner, just like a little dumpling, it melted Wen Jin's heart.
Yu Xiaobao's response made Yu Anwan roll her eyes.
Wasn't this too biased?
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't calm her down, but when she saw Wen Jin, she immediately behaved.
Why?
Yu Xiaobao was her child, born after ten months of pregnancy and raised by her. Now, with Wen Jin's appearance, Yu Xiaobao was running to him as if she were an ungrateful child.
"Why?" Yu Anwan couldn't help but mutter.
