Jian Qing curled her lips into a smile, looking at him with leisure, "I think it's you who's fallen out of favor."
Bai Jue was quite notorious for being driven up the wall by Feizhan.
Zhan Mingyan chuckled lightly, and Bai Jue felt depressed.
"Mommy!"
At the doorway, a soft, tender voice could be heard.
Shanshan was back.
In an instant, Bai Feizhan was energized like he had been injected with chicken blood, abandoning the puzzle and running out.
"Hey, Feizhan!"
Bai Jue was so angry he was nearly beside himself. That brat, couldn't he be a bit more reserved? The moment the little girl spoke up, he scuttled over eagerly.
Zhan Mingyan covered her face, unable to watch.
At this moment, Quan Jingwu walked in holding Shanshan in one arm and a big cake in the other, with little Bai Feizhan trailing at his feet, practically ready to snatch Shanshan away.
