Wen Lan splayed his large hand, easily able to encompass her small, palm-sized face, and pushed her away with a dark expression.
Bai Su: "..."
Wen Xiaobao picked at her fingers, feeling a little guilty. "Daddy..."
Wen Lan disdainfully wiped his hand on Bai Su's clothes.
Bai Su: "..."
Wen Lan ignored her thunderous expression, cupped the little one's head, and pressed the little rabbit's face into his chest. He watched Bai Su vigilantly. "Miss Bai, please stay away from my daughter."
Only then did Bai Su remember. This man had been just like this last time, showing an inexplicable and immense hostility toward her.
She'd seen fathers who doted on their daughters, but she'd never seen one this obsessive.
She had no choice but to raise the cake in her hands. "I mean no harm. I just wanted to give her a piece of cake..."
Wen Lan watched her, his face a mask. His lips curled, and he coldly spat out a single word: "Leave."
