What Do you Want to Do

Chen Baichuan rubbed his hands together and looked at Qianmo and Black. I don't want to lose face!

In the face of Mu Mianmian's accusations, he tried to be stern and retorted, "I didn't do anything."

It was still alright to be embarrassed in front of his daughter, but to be embarrassed in front of his daughter's boyfriend, that was a little…

"Black, get me a peach." Ignoring her father's plea for help, Qianmo dragged Yu Changmo and sat down on the sofa.

Black was truly a man. He understood the psychology of men, whereby they would go through hell for the sake of keeping up appearances. Seeing Chen Baichuan's awkward state, Black did not hesitate in the slightest. He promptly decided…

To cast Chen Baichuan a helpless look, before obediently picking up a peach and cutting it for Qianmo. This was how to raise a fat girl.

Uncle, it's not that I don't want to turn away. But look at Momo…