Give Dad a Hand

A five year old child, who was worrying about his background, had always been thinking for Yi Xia's sake.

He definitely could not let Little White worry too much about him and Yi Xia.

Also, he absolutely could not allow a child to always be shrouded in the shadow of death.

Thinking this, she resolutely said, "Little White, Daddy will definitely make sure you get better and your mommy will also be happy."

Bai Linwan lovingly kissed Xiao Bai's forehead, a tender look in his eyes.

Buried in Bai Linwan's chest, Xiao Bai inexplicably felt at ease.

Every time he received such a guarantee from Bai Linwan, he would feel an inexplicable sense of security in his heart.

"Then dad, you must keep your promise and not lie to me." Xiao Bai could not help but giggle as he spoke.

Bai Linwan sighed and pinched his nose: "Don't worry, I won't lie to anyone. I won't lie to my son."