A single call of "Papa" shattered all the mental preparations Qin Chuan had made in advance.
At this moment, he stood there woodenly, looking down at the little one clinging to his leg, reluctant to let go, feeling a bit at a loss.
Seeing this, Meng Wantang quickly gave him a look, signaling him to speak.
Qin Chuan was stunned for quite a while before he finally reacted.
Then, he handed the plush toy and the cake to Meng Wantang and scooped up the little one, affectionately calling, "Nannan..."
"Papa, papa, papa, papa..."
The little one was extremely excited, hugging Qin Chuan's neck, unwilling to let go, almost wanting to stick to Qin Chuan.
"Alright Nannan, Daddy just got back, let him rest for a bit, okay?" Meng Wantang reminded.
"I don't want to, I just want Papa."
The little one pouted, giving Meng Wantang a defiant look.
That proud little expression seemed to say: I have Papa to back me up, Mama, you can't control me.
