"Dad!!"
After a brief silence, Chen Yu Ying stepped forward and pushed Chen Zhongping toward the door. The blush on her face rippled like waves, looking quite pretty, but the words from her mouth were not at all pleasant:
"Just go, go! If you keep saying such weird things, I'll get mad!"
"Sorry, Xiaoding, Xiaoqu, Yingying is counting on you—bang!" Chen Zhongping's words, along with his body, were shut out the door.
Xiaolin and Xiaobai seemed to have been ignored, or perhaps he just didn't have time to entrust them.
Hmm, he must have forgotten to entrust them—at least that's what Xiaolin thought.
After closing the door, Chen Yu Ying pressed her face to the peephole, observing whether her father had really left.
"My dad's gone. Sometimes he's just unreliable, don't take his words seriously." After a while, moving her gaze away from the peephole, Chen Yu Ying said somewhat apologetically and helplessly.
