Die faster.
These four words felt like a magic spell, suddenly crashing into Qiao Yi's mind.
She sharply raised her head and looked at Cassie's seemingly smiling eyes, shivering!
She suddenly felt so clumsy, as if all her thoughts and little movements could not escape his gaze. How could she possibly escape right under his nose?
Was he looking at her like this to ridicule, to be angry, to watch a clown perform?
Qiao Yi struggled to sit up and picked up the utensils on the plate: "Thank you, Daddy."
These four words successfully pleased Cassie.
He smiled and walked to the side, chuckling: "Go ahead and eat, if you're thirsty you can come over here, there's milk and juice."
Ding dong.
The sound was as smooth as spring water, it was the email notification sound specially set by Cassie.
And this email account of his was a private one, not a work account. Besides some credit card information from his youth and some school anniversary news, it hadn't received mail in ages.
