Ji Dong's heart, wow, it was chilling now.
Xiao'ai's little head was shaking like a rattle-drum.
With each shake, Ji Dong's heart seemed to be stabbed by a piece of ice.
Why such a big reaction?
"Okay, okay, if it's not okay, then it's not okay," he said.
The thick disappointment in his heart couldn't dissipate; Ji Dong's heart went from sunny to a torrential downpour in a second, as miserable as could be.
But the child didn't want to.
What could he do?
He could only touch on the subject briefly, hoping that when the group captain returned, he wouldn't seek him out for this matter again.
Now, the only thing to do was to try and dilute the impression of this event in Xiao'ai's mind.
Little did he know, his torrential downpour hadn't finished yet.
Xiao'ai's next words hit him like a thunderbolt!
Xiao'ai said:
"You can't be my dad because I'm going to marry you when I grow up."
Ji Dong's head, really.
It was ringing from the little girl's words!
