Qin Jiashi's heart stirred. He really felt that Zhang and his wife was very similar to Song Cai Bai. He always felt that they were connected. However, now that they said that they had a daughter, they probably thought too much about it.
Just as he was about to say goodbye and turn around to leave, a crisp, silver bell-like voice rang from a distance." Daddy, Mommy!"
A beautiful-looking daughter came over like a butterfly and threw herself into Mrs. Zhang's arms.
"Why are you up?" "Didn't you say you' re going to sleep until twelve?" Mrs. Zhang gently stroked her daughter's beautiful hair.
"Aiya, mom, that's all she said. "Take it seriously!" There was a hint of coquettishness and a hint of coquettishness in his tone. Only a child with a mother could act so impudently.
"Alright, alrigh
