Chapter 49: Good daughter, so smart

"Because... a friend I know has the exact same expression as you did just now whenever they smell durian. But I think durian is delicious," Lin Miao'er said as she put a kiwi onto his plate.

The "friend" she mentioned was actually Big White at her own house. They looked as if they had been carved out of the same mold — their demeanor and actions were like a carbon copy of each other, and Lin Miao'er naturally understood Gong Motin's preferences.

Worried that Yaoyao would also dislike durian as Gong Motin did, she reached for the durian in Yaoyao's hand, but Yaoyao held it up high: "Yaoyao likes durian just like Mommy does."

Gong Motin turned his head to glance at Yaoyao, curious, "When did I ever know you liked durian?"

"You're so busy with work every day, when have you ever cared about what I like to eat?" Yaoyao said, stuffing a large piece of durian into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out.