"Daddy?"
His voice was very light, and his tone extremely slow, calling out "Daddy" with a certain uncertainty.
Mu Jingnan's eyes lost all their frost and he gently nodded, responding, "Go wash your hands, it's almost time to eat."
Mu Yanli and An XuanAnxuan were led away by the servant to wash their hands.
Situ Yunshu stood up and looked at him expressionlessly. Mu Jingnan's thin lips curved into a faint smile, "What? Now you don't even want to pretend?"
That expression looking at him, for those who don't know, might think he was her enemy.
"As long as you understand."
Understand.
Ha, he understood too well, which is why he felt heartbroken.
If he could be less clear-minded, a little less rational, maybe it would be much better.
Perhaps, he wouldn't be in such heart-wrenching pain as he is now.
He stepped forward and tightly grasped her wrist. Situ Yunshu couldn't dodge in time, her wrist was caught by him, with a force that seemed ready to crush her bones.
