Jiang Baobao looked at the clever little fellow in front of her, spoon-feeding him porridge, and her heart brimmed with happiness.
Yanbao finished his breakfast obediently and, not daring to stay alone with Jiang Baobao for too long, he took the initiative to ask to go downstairs.
Jiang Baobao readily agreed and carried the tray downstairs, sure enough, she saw that someone was already sitting on the living room sofa with a cold face, seemingly waiting for someone.
"Daddy, I've finished breakfast."
Yanbao greeted Beijue obediently, his attitude no longer the same as it was in the morning.
Li Beijue's gaze flickered for a moment and he responded indifferently.
Jiang Baobao handed the tray to Uncle Zheng, at a loss for what to do next.
She was supposed to be very happy when she was with Yanbao, but with Li Beijue sitting there motionless, it was really affecting the mood!
Jiang Baobao complained inwardly, her eyes quickly scanning the living room.
