Fu Tiantian saw Duan Wenxuan running back, and followed him, going back to find her parents.
Le Zhao looked at Xuan Ying and laughed, "I heard from my elder brother that there is a child in the Capital who lost his parents at just one year old, and my sister-in-law felt sorry for the child, so she brought him home to take care of him."
Xuan Ying stood up, looked at him and said, "So?"
"I see you quite like children." Le Zhao stopped smiling and said seriously, "My elder brother said, if you don't mind, you can take care of her by your side."
Xuan Ying replied indifferently, "I'm not a woman; I don't have the patience to take care of a child."
"Really not interested?"
Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Le Zhao regretfully said, "I heard the child is quite well-behaved. I was thinking of raising her by my side. Since you're not interested, then forget it."
"Why should I take care of her?" Xuan Ying snorted coldly, "It's not like you can't do it."
