Mu Shaocheng's handsome brows froze for a second.
He raised his eyes to look at Qin Wan.
As their gazes met, Qin Wan's eyes flickered away.
She tried to change the subject, but Xinxin's childlike voice rose again, "Mommy, is it true? Is my daddy the handsomest daddy in the whole world?"
Xinxin tilted her head, with bright, shining eyes gazing at Qin Wan.
Qin Wan blinked and said perfunctorily, "Yes, Xinxin's daddy is the handsomest daddy in the whole world."
With those words, a pleased curve formed on Mu Shaocheng's lips.
He looked down, his smile gentle as he gazed at his daughter, "Xinxin, would you like daddy to hold you?"
"Yes, daddy hold Xinxin."
Xinxin's little hands reached for his shoulders.
Mu Shaocheng smiled as he picked her up, and just as he stood up, Xinxin planted a loud kiss on the side of his face.
"Daddy, Xinxin loves you."
Xinxin's soft voice rang in his ear.
Mu Shaocheng's expression froze for several seconds.
