Jing Shaoqing was a little amused and laughed at the hostility of Xiaodou, but he also expressed his understanding. After all, he was just a stranger to Xiaodou, and this stranger was now stolen his mother.

Jing Shaoqing smiled slightly, squatted down and looked at the little dough, "Mianmian, do you still remember the gift that uncle said? It's ready. Can you go home with your uncle and get the gift?"

Mian hid behind Mu Yan and muttered, "I don't want it..."

"If you don't look at it, don't want it? What if you regret it?"

"I don't want it..."

When they refused so decisively when they met, Jing Shaoqing couldn't help but look at Ou Sheng behind him. Did he do something?

Ou Sheng was so depressed that he was almost suffocating during these days. When Jing Shaoqing looked at him with such suspicious eyes, he was immediately furious.

Yes, he is indeed not a good person, but he really likes little dough, so how could he talk nonsense in front of a child?!

Even if he is unwilling to admit it, Jing Shaoqing is the father of Danzi. How could he provoke the relationship between the father and son?

Just as Ou Sheng was about to have an attack, Mu Yan stepped slightly in front of him.

"It's not him, he won't do that."

A concise and clear sentence made Ou Sheng’s anger disappear.

He stared at her back in a daze, and suddenly his eyes became hot...

Even if you can't accompany her as the closest person in this life, it's not in vain to be able to gain her trust.

Thank you, Mu Yan...

Mu Yan's condescending eyes were clear and sharp, which made Jing Shaoqing feel a little striking.

He smiled and stood up and explained, "I don't mean anything else."

"Um."

Mu Yan nodded, lowered his eyes and patted the dough on the head, and said, "Uncle Jing is also kind. If you don't like it, just refuse it. The most important thing between friends is not communication?"

Danzi grabbed Mu Yan's trousers, his white little hands were round, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Mu Yan shook his head helplessly, handed the flowers and rings to Jing Shaoqing, possessed them and picked up the dough, and said apologetically: "Sorry, he is a little quarrel. I'll find a while to meet and discuss it together."

Jing Shaoqing looked at the flowers and rings handed back by Mu Yan, and smiled helplessly: "I'm too abrupt, so let's make an appointment again."

"Um."

"Goodbye."

"Go slowly."

Jing Shaoqing turned around and took two steps, suddenly turned back, pulled Mu Yan's left hand, put the ring on her ring finger, and said with weakness: "Is it okay to keep it? After all, this is our first step."

The man's tone was extremely sincere, and there was a faint prayer in his warm eyes.

Mu Yan paused, but still didn't refuse.

The little dough needs him as his father.

Seeing that Mu Yan didn't take off the ring, Jing Shaoqing smiled slightly, full of sincerity: "Thank you, wait for my greetings, and contact my uncle and aunt in person."

"Um."

Looking at Jing Shaoqing's back as he left, Ou Sheng tried his best to adjust his emotions, then opened his hand and took the dough from Mu Yan's arms, sweeping over Mu Yan's hand as if it were a little unrestrained.

Her hands were very slender, fair, and the brilliance was not hidden by the luxurious diamond ring. On the contrary, it was reflected by the diamond ring, making her slender jade hands more soft, like a work of art.

He didn't expect that he would see her bringing up a diamond ring under such circumstances...
Chapter completed!