Ming Yao was about to struggle again, but suddenly the man let her go.
He narrowed his profound black eyes, staring straight at her.
"Little girl calls you mommy?"
Ming Yao's long eyelashes trembled.
"You heard wrong!"
Gu Siting released Ming Yao, and he stood up from the sofa.
He strode towards Ming Yao's room.
Pushing open the door, he saw the little girl lying on the bed, sleeping soundly, and he frowned.
The little girl was still mumbling softly, "Mommy, Trashy Dad doesn't want you anymore, I'll take care of you from now on, don't think about Trashy Dad anymore."
Gu Siting watched the little girl who was still talking in her sleep, a hint of distress apparent in his dark eyes.
Just how trashy was her daddy to make her protect her mommy even in her dreams?
Ming Yao, afraid that Little Orange might give things away, hurried over.
Seeing that Little Orange was still sleeping, she dared to breathe a sigh of relief.
Ming Yao forcibly pulled Gu Siting out of the room.
