Listening to Huang Qingtian's words and seeing the seriousness shining through his grey-green eyes, Mu Keren suddenly felt something was increasingly amiss...
"Are you saying that what you sent was real?" Mu Keren asked timidly, swallowing nervously.
"How would I dare to present a fake to my father-in-law?" Huang Qingtian watched the little one's timid look, trying hard to keep a smile on his face to prevent her from panicking.
But his answer plunged Mu Keren's mind into confusion.
"What about the set I broke last time?" In her daze, Mu Keren recalled that incident as well.
"Of course it was real! You silly girl, I, Huang Qingtian, do not make a habit of collecting fakes!" As Huang Qingtian spoke, he intended to reach out and tousle Mu Keren's hair.
But just as he reached out, before he could even touch Mu Keren, the little one got so frightened that her hands relaxed.
The White Fox she had been holding in her arms was now gloriously sprawled on the sofa.
