"Are you two arguing?"
Bai Yiran was slightly stunned, then smiled and walked towards Wu Jingjing, "Weren't you sleeping? Why are you awake?"
"Well, I just woke up." Wu Jingjing's gaze fell on Leng Yichen, "Who is he?"
Leng Yichen turned around, looking at Wu Jingjing. This child really looked much like her father.
Bai Yiran turned back with a displeased look at Leng Yichen, saying to Wu Jingjing, "He is my husband."
"Oh." For some reason, upon hearing that the handsome young man in front of her was Bai Yiran's husband, a wave of disappointment arose in Wu Jingjing's heart.
Wu Jingjing said nothing, and the three of them were silent for a few seconds.
Her eyes scrutinized Leng Yichen directly, without a hint of fear.
Leng Yichen lightly arched his brows, evidently displeased about being scrutinized up and down by such a little girl.
"Sister Yi Ran, can you sleep with me tonight? The room is too big, and I'm a bit scared sleeping alone." Wu Jingjing blinked at Bai Yiran.
