Dad's Sigh

One is the heir of an ancient hundred-year-old aristocratic family, and the other is the head of the country's first family. Moreover, among the children mentioned by both of them, there's also the Milky Dumpling. The police officer had no reason to disagree, right?

"Of course, it's possible!"

The police officer replied, looking sincerely at Huo Chenling.

"Mr. Huo, your daughter is still too young and doesn't have to participate."

Huo Chenling didn't outright refuse. Instead, he quickly walked to Bai Mingxu's side and took the Milky Dumpling from his hands, holding the child in his arms.

He lowered his gaze, and his previously cold and indifferent demeanor in front of others suddenly changed.

His eyes became especially gentle, tinged with a hint of uneasiness.

It's one thing to know that the Milky Dumpling can see those things, but today the Milky Dumpling went to the morgue.

Can a three-and-a-half-year-old Milky Dumpling go to a place like the morgue?