After a while, Michael Gordon narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Darling, you're so smart, why didn't you realize that your Uncle Gordon is pursuing your Auntie Ivy?"
Hearing this, the little girl first shook her head, as if to confirm the authenticity from Mr. Gordon's look, and then blinked, saying, "Ivy Aretha is notoriously difficult to deal with, flowers and rings won't work!"
"Michael Gordon, can you fucking stop spouting nonsense in front of the child!!!"
Ivy's face immediately darkened to the extreme, wanting to get angry but unable to, feeling extremely suffocated.
"How is this nonsense? I'm here to seriously ask Bella for advice!" Even though Michael wasn't concerned, he took the child directly from Ivy's hand and urged her to hurry up the stairs, while laughing and discussing with the little one.
Ivy really wanted to slap her to death, even raising her fist, but when she saw the focused and expectant look in Bianca's eyes, she withdrew it all at once.
