Lily Tang glanced at her father, who hadn't shown dissatisfaction in public for many years, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
Her father seemed quite adorable in this way.
The bigger the business, the less expression he showed.
All he could give to others was a mask, even when angry, he wouldn't show it. Now, her father was really like the man in her memory who used all kinds of tricks to fool her into eating unpalatable food.
"Hand the phone to him."
"Chen Xiaoqian, don't overdo the game—"
"Do you want to cure your daughter's anorexia, I'll just ask you, do you want to?"
Tang Daye's emotions were instantly steadied by Xiaoqian's voice, which had the power to make people believe unconsciously. It was the voice of an extremely confident person, which made him feel that this little girl could definitely cure Shuixian.
"What do you want to do?"
"Don't you want to bet with me again?" Xiaoqian hooked the corner of her mouth.
