Seeing his daughter all puffed up with anger, Lu Beiyuan walked over with a smile and ruffled her hair: "Don't worry, Dad knows what's on his mind."
Lu Nianxi was feeling a bit sour.
Her dad used to like her the most, but now all his attention had shifted.
It's likely that the apple of his eye now was Xie Anjin.
As Lu Nianxi thought about it, her nose even started to sting a little.
Lu Beiyuan hugged her in his arms and patted her: "Silly daughter, without you, where would Anan come from? Because you gave birth to her, that's why I love her so much."
Hmph.
Lu Nianxi secretly snorted.
Then she looked over from Lu Beiyuan's embrace.
The little one was being held by Lu Hongze, eyes wide and watery, looking like she'd been wronged.
Lu Beiyuan patted her twice, let go of her, and went straight to hold Xie Anjin: "Anan, Grandpa's little baby, it's time to eat!"
Lu Nianxi: ...
Why did she still feel sour?
So annoying.
