Qiao An snorted, bursting into laughter on the spot.
Little Cutie, your dad's words are already so clear, why are you still seeking hurt?
In your dad's heart, the most important must be your super beautiful mom!
If someone is getting a hug, it's gonna be mom!
Little Nuomi sensed the mockery from her mother, her little mouth pouted, eyes reddened, on the verge of tears, ready to burst into loud crying.
Qiao An saw the situation, and it didn't look good!
She poked Mu Jingxi's chest, lowered her voice, and whispered, "Hubby, your precious daughter is about to cry."
"Hmm?" Mu Jingxi smiled, "Wasn't it you who made her cry?"
"Me?" Qiao An pointed at the tip of her own nose in surprise, her beautiful eyes wide with disbelief, "Me, when did I make her cry? You're blaming me!"
"Isn't it so? Who just now proudly mocked her?"
Qiao An guiltily lowered her gaze; perhaps she had laughed a tad too much just now.
She raised her eyes to glance at Little Nuomi, oh my!
