Bai Zhi'er puffed her cheeks: "Brother Ce, you're so bad, negotiating terms with Zhi'er."
However, after saying this, she still obediently jumped down.
A gentle breeze wafted by, bringing the sweet fragrance from the little one, landing together in Feng Fuce's embrace.
He held her steadily.
For the past few days, a mysterious longing smoothed over Feng Fuce's restless irritation at this moment.
Bai Zhi'er looked up with her little head, speaking softly: "Can you say it now?"
Feng Fuce smiled, holding her as they strolled by the lakeside.
"Let me ask you, have the Su family father and daughter made you unhappy?"
"Mm!" Bai Zhi'er nodded, saying aggrievedly, "Aunt Yinling always teaches me bad things, I don't like her being like that. Grandpa Su knows his daughter is wrong but does nothing."
Feng Fuce nodded: "In that case, you weren't wrong."
He put Bai Zhi'er down, gazing intently into her eyes.
