If anyone familiar with Lu Jinyang saw him like this, they'd definitely be melted by the tenderness at the bottom of his eyes.
Though he's a man usually known for his stoic face and sharp tongue, at this moment he looks every bit like a doting father.
Thankfully, Da Bao still doesn't know the relationship between the two of them. Otherwise, knowing his own dad treats them differently, how could he possibly feel balanced inside?
"Da Bao, Xiao Bao, have you forgotten what uncle told you this morning?"
Xiao Qing's voice drifted leisurely from the kitchen, causing Xiao Bao to deflate immediately. She hopped down from Lu Jinyang's lap, staring at him with eyes full of struggle.
Not hearing any noise coming from the living room, Xiao Qing peeked out, only to freeze upon seeing the scene.
Xiao Bao stood silently to one side, watching Lu Jinyang quietly wiping away tears. Lu Jinyang, on the other hand, looked at her helplessly, wanting to extend a hand but not daring to.
