A flicker of guilt passed through her round eyes as her rosy lips pressed tightly together, suddenly remembering how she had defaced and crumpled up a photo of her father and Lin Man the night before.
Thinking about it, Qin Yinyin felt a bit scared.
Father... surely he wouldn't hit her over a single photo, would he?
The little one looked at Bo Yunshen, her heart still thumping with residual fear.
Instinctively, she reached out and eagerly served Bo Yunshen a piece of egg pancake, tentatively asking, "Dad, is breakfast good?"
Bo Yunshen responded with a faint glance at Qin Yinyin.
He looked down at the pancake she had served him, his brow tightly furrowed.
Being an extreme germaphobe, despite his stoic expression, Bo Yunshen's dark eyes quickly flashed with a hint of disgust when Qin Yinyin used her chopsticks to serve him.
Undeniably, the "bastard's" breakfast was quite decent, but why should he praise Qin Yan's daughter?
Wasn't cleaning up their messes enough?