"Gu Yanting, what are you doing? The baby is still so small, don't hurt the baby."
Gu Yanting was in a fit of rage, and it was quite possible that he could hurt the baby.
Gu Yanting narrowed his eyes, a sneer forming on his lips, "Han Xiaoxiao, this is my and Zhuo Ya's child, it has nothing to do with you, don't come near my child."
Han Xiaoxiao felt uncomfortable looking into the cold depths of Gu Yanting's eyes.
She clenched her fists, her heart feeling bitter.
Gu Yanting, I just can't believe that you really can't see my wholehearted sincerity.
At that moment, inside Gu Yanting's room.
The baby, who had been crying all along, finally stopped crying after Gu Yanting's clumsy comfort.
Gu Yanting looked at the baby's pitiful and aggrieved expression, and thought about how he had frightened the baby with his earlier anger, feeling a bitter taste in his heart.
"Sorry, Daddy's in the wrong, do you... hold any resentment toward Daddy?"