Hearing this, Mo Shiche reached out to pluck the child up and throw her out, but Luo Qiangwei dodged his hand and directly carried Little Peach upstairs.
She clearly mistook Little Peach's preferences and temperament—
Bathing time was essentially a real-life havoc-wreaking in heaven; Little Peach was crying and making a fuss, dead set against bathing, flailing with her limbs in the bathtub, opening her mouth to wail loudly, her tears nearly flooding the bathroom.
Luo Qiangwei had no choice but to pick her up and gently tap her back, cooing softly, "Good baby, are you missing mommy? How about we go see mommy tomorrow, is that good?"
As the words fell.
For some reason, Little Peach started crying even harder.
Luo Qiangwei, "..."
That heart-wrenching crying made her heart break.
She had no other option and wanted to carry the child out to find the experienced Mother Zhang to console her, but as she pushed open the bathroom door, she saw the man standing at the doorway.