Every time he saw his daughter's silly look, Huo Ju's face showed his frustration, like iron not becoming steel.
He turned and left, fearing that if he stayed one more second, he would not be able to resist forcibly taking his daughter home.
As soon as Huo Ju left, Wen Meimei immediately withdrew her hand and said irritably, "Qiao King of Hell, who told you we were mutually in love? Don't make decisions on your own, okay?"
"If you won't remarry me, I'll never marry anyone else."
"That's your problem, it's none of my business. I'm hungry."
Qiao Chengxun took out his phone to make a call, "Send two lunch servings to the hospital, make them light."
After giving the order, he hung up the phone.
Wen Meimei raised an eyebrow, suddenly remembering something, and changed the subject, "By the way, after you left the show last night, you never went back, did you?"
"Do you think I would feel at ease leaving you alone in the hospital?" Qiao Chengxun retorted.
