The woman's small face had already turned ghastly pale, clearly stung by his words.
Zhou Jin pursed his thin lips, his throat feeling dry. In truth, he didn't want to be so harsh, but he desperately wanted Nini to call him "Daddy," and he wanted her to call him "husband." He yearned for both of them urgently, and with her being so stubborn now, how could he not push her?
He had already waited three years, and now he wasn't willing to wait another moment, minute, or second.
"You..." he began, taking the initiative to break the stalemate.
But Li Qianrui had already stridden forward. As she walked, she took out her phone and dialed, "Hello, Aunt Dai, please get Nini ready; I'll be back soon to take her out to play."
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