The man chuckled softly, his laughter full of indulgence.
He kissed Qiao Ruoxin's cheek, "Good girl, from now on you can only call me 'Daddy'."
Qiao Ruoxin smiled lightly, "What about my real dad then?"
The man pulled away from her, sat back in the driver's seat, and fastened his seatbelt.
Glancing at her with contempt, he mocked, "You mean your scumbag father?"
"..."
Qiao Ruoxin couldn't help but sigh softly, "Mo Chen, I'm so envious. Uncle Mo and Mrs. Mo are so nice. If only they were my parents."
That way, she would truly be a pampered little princess.
"Little Ghost, marry me and they will be your parents."
Her heart skipped a beat.
Her gaze flickered momentarily as she looked at Mo Chen's profile while he concentrated on driving.
Suddenly, a fantasy began to flash through her mind.
Her wedding with Mo Chen...
She wondered what the scene would look like when she married Mo Chen in a wedding dress. It must be very blissful, right?
