"Dad, stop now—"
An urgent and clear female voice suddenly rang out in the living room.
Qin Xun's fist, which was aimed at Han Luoli's face, stopped immediately, only two centimeters away from the man's eyes.
"Dad?!"
"Dad?!"
Several voices from different men exclaimed in unison.
As everyone was stunned, Qin Xun leisurely withdrew his hand, and the intense and forceful aura around him subsided along with it.
The middle-aged man faintly smiled, squinting at Han Luoli, leisurely saying, "It's not inappropriate for you to call me Dad."
"???" What's happening?
Qin Xun turned his head calmly and added, "There's no need for you guys to call me that."
"!!!" That's not how it is!
Gu Xiaoer quickly rushed into the battle zone, running to Han Luoli's side to check if he was hurt.
The man grabbed the girl's hand, brought it to his lips, and softly kissed it like a gentle feather.
"Xiao Er, I'm okay."
"..." Qin Xun felt a bit jealous. Why doesn't the girl come to check on him?
