If it weren't for Lin Ruoxi's appearance, the family's breakfast would have been very warm.
Han Yi tried hard to ignore the slight discomfort in her heart.
She withdrew her hand from Gong Tingxuan's grasp.
The maid carried Gong Yuling in and seated her on the dining chair.
The seat was next to Zhuang Surong, with Gong Tingxuan on the other side.
As for this child, Gong Tingxuan seemed to not like her and didn't even give her a proper look from beginning to end.
Han Yi's expression remained calm as she drank her soy milk, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Gong Yuling secretly looking at her.
As everyone talked, she sat quietly beside them, eating with a pair of slender little hands carefully holding a cookie, eating it cautiously.
She looked like a frightened little rabbit, trembling and looking around, not daring to speak, not daring to make any other moves.
"Bang!"
