Han Luoli set her down and wrapped her in his arms, his chin resting on her little head, suppressing the tsunami of emotions at the bottom of his heart, his voice hoarse as he spoke, "Baby, do you have a fiancé?"
Gu Xiaoer startled, she quickly pushed the man away, looking at him as if questioning how he found out, "That... I..."
Han Luoli, seeing her face crinkle into a Little Bun, looking adorably tight, his mood lifted and he teased her, "So, you dare to seek other men while having a fiancé? Hm?"
"Da Luoluo... I don't!" Gu Xiaoer broke out in a cold sweat, deeply puzzled.
How did Han Luoli know she had a child betrothed as her fiancé? She had almost forgotten herself, hadn't she?
Thinking of this man's petty and overbearing demeanor, she hurriedly shook her head and waved her hands, "Da Luoluo... Speaking of which, you might not believe me, my fiancé, he actually had a terminal illness and died a long time ago..."
