Tian Lingyun was having a headache. Suddenly, she heard that familiar and authoritative voice. She turned her head abruptly and saw the elderly man standing inside the door with graying hair, wearing rimless glasses, staring at her with a stern expression.
Since childhood, Tian Lingyun had been afraid of her father, and they hadn't seen each other for three years. Her father's gaze made her heart tremble, while Tian Yan's wailing continued fiercely in her ears, leaving her utterly annoyed.
She turned back to stare at Tian Yan, "If you don't shut up, I'll leave you!"
Bo Jingnian slightly furrowed his brow, and the little girl in his arms fell silent at the shout, sniffing sadly, while Bo Jingnian held her, feeling rather complicated.
