"You're right, that's why Li Yuntang would tolerate you, but I won't."
In front of Little Yunduo, Ji Liangchen sneered coldly, temporarily laying down his arms.
Everyone knew how smart and precocious Little Yunduo was, and precocious children often had to endure more pain than their peers.
For example, right now, Little Yunduo hesitated for a moment, caught in a dilemma, and cautiously said in a soft voice, "Sorry, Mommy, you should go back first today. I haven't seen Godfather for a long time, he would be very lonely."
"Yeah, I'm super lonely!"
Ji Liangchen, whose personality was quite mischievous, didn't feel embarrassed at all, his ability to muddle through was no less than Little Yunduo's.
He glanced provocatively at Zhan Hanyue, whose pretty face was cold, and assertively finalized the little one's custody, "So it's settled, Yunduo will come with me. You have to respect the child's opinion, right?"
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