"She's playing with Lu Lu and Haohao."
The little girl's voice was soft and low, fiddling with the utensils on her own, her tone already somewhat displeased.
"Daddy's always too busy to play with Ling Ling, every time he's free he says Ling Ling should play nicely with Jinjin."
Kids this age don't really understand much, but they are already very sensitive to their parents' love.
They also have their little tempers at this age.
Although she used to think Tang Jin was very impressive, involving her favorite daddy made her feel some emotions, reluctant to join in.
Zou Tong had just passed his thirties, his family conditions weren't very good, and he had been struggling since university. By now, he had some capabilities, but after all, he was still a young adult and still aimed to climb higher to provide a better life for his daughter.
He didn't know how to explain these things to his daughter, who was just over five and not yet six.
A disturbance suddenly erupted at the door.
