Gu Qingxin looked at her daughter's suddenly changed expression, with three black lines appearing on her forehead.
"Baobei, have you had lunch?" Beiming Han asked her with a smile. No matter whose child this little one was, he couldn't help but like her.
"Not yet, Baobei is very hungry." Baobei pouted, looking aggrieved.
"I just made lunch, your mommy and I had a bit but we're not full yet. Let's eat together, okay?" Beiming Han walked over to Gu Qingxin and naturally reached out his hands towards Baobei.
Baobei immediately wanted him to hold her, while Gu Qingxin tightened her grip on her daughter. What was wrong with this little girl? She was closer to an outsider than to herself now?
"Mommy, let go of me. I want Uncle Superman to hold me." Baobei blinked her innocent big eyes at her.
Gu Qingxin, "..."
Even if unwilling, she had to let go, not wanting Baobei to notice any issues between her and Beiming Han.
Gu Qingxin glared hatefully at Beiming Han.
