Jiang Danhe the Mangy Dog

"This water is warm. Use this instead."

Xiaoguo tested the temperature and found that it was just right. She took it and thanked Jiang Danhe.

"Zhuang Zhuang, come and wash your face."

Xiaoguo set the towel aside so that Zhuang Zhuang could wipe his face.

Jiang Danhe's hand paused when he heard Xiaoguo thanking him. Considering that Xiaoguo was still quite estranged from him, he swallowed his words. Then, he smiled mysteriously and said nothing.

But he muttered the words in his heart, "Between us, there's no need for such formalities."

He had spent the previous night thinking about how to improve the relationship between him, Xiaoguo and his son.

Based on his aggressive approach towards Xiaoguo during the day, it was obvious that she felt uncomfortable. Therefore, he had to take it slow and not be radical. He had to take things one step at a time.