So, is his daughter Lian Xinying, or the little one in her stomach?
Or maybe, both are his daughters!
"Yan Ye, if you want to play, come back and play with them after you've dropped me off." Lian Xinying didn't want to restrain Yan Ye.
But Yan Ye's response was to shake his head.
Jian Yu egged them on from the side: "Yingying, if you don't accompany the big brother, he definitely won't play with us! Otherwise, he'd feel guilty."
Lian Xinying's cheeks flushed hot.
Lian Xinying didn't necessarily have to sleep at 9 PM every night, doing so was only for the baby's health.
"Then I'll keep you company, and you play a bit longer?"
Yan Ye still shook his head, very firm in his attitude: "Let's go home."
"But I'm worried that it's not good for you to stay at home every day," Lian Xinying's worried gaze deeply pierced Tang Wen and He Wenze's hearts.
Look at what Yan Ye's wife's attitude was, and then look at their own.
