Luo Qianxun looked at the hopeful eyes of her siblings and ultimately couldn't bear to reject them.
Regarding Li Mingxun, who had just appeared in their lives, besides curiosity, they felt a strong sense of blood-tied kinship towards him.
She sighed, pulling out her phone to dial, "You can only say goodnight."
Li Mingxun's number was ingrained in her memory.
Even after two years of not calling him, she never forgot it.
The phone had only rung twice when Li Mingxun answered, "Qianxun, is that you?"
Luo Qianxun didn't respond, and passed the phone to Luo Jinxuan, who excitedly exclaimed, "Daddy, it's me."
"Oh, it's my little girl."
Li Mingxun was in the bath. He was leaning against the edge of the tub, his voice soft as he talked to Luo Jinxuan, "What do you want to talk to daddy about?"
"Daddy, I just wanted to say goodnight to you."
As Luo Jinxuan happily chatted with Li Mingxun, Luo Tianqi could only stand idly by, waiting his turn.
