Walking halfway, Jasmine Yale playfully teased Little Clementine while holding her, "Little Devil, do you want a daddy? Someone to hold you and play with you?"
Little Clementine laughed carelessly, her big eyes clear and bright, and her little paws kept scratching her head.
"What kind of daddy do you want? One who buys you toys, new clothes?" Jasmine Yale's voice was especially gentle, her brows and eyes filled with smiles, "Little Clementine is so cute, someone must treat Little Clementine well, right?"
Of course, Little Clementine didn't understand and just laughed foolishly.
Jasmine Yale laughed along, "Gave birth to a silly girl."
Jasmine adored Little Clementine, kissed her, and felt a warm happiness inside.
"Miss Yale, the other day Aunt Undine from the 15th floor said her nephew just got divorced, no kids, works as a deputy director at a software company, quite good-looking, good job, just thirty years old, want to meet him?"
"Huh?" Jasmine Yale was a bit surprised.
