Where was his daughter?
Nan Zhi did not miss the disappointment that flashed past his eyes when he saw that Nan Zhi did not bring Tiantian over.
Nan Zhi bit down on her lip hard.
If their daughter was not here, did that mean she did not want to see him?
Cen Xi felt that there was something not right between Nan Zhi and Mu Sihan. Her scalp tingled and she did want to be a third wheel. "Erm, I'll go back to the kitchen to make cakes. You two talk slowly!"
Nan Zhi looked away from Mu Sihan, saying nothing. She changed back into her own shoes and went outside with big strides.
Mu Sihan stood at the stairway, frowning, as he looked at the woman who had turned and left.
What did he say wrong?
He ran outside after her.
He had just stepped outside when his face was suddenly hit by a snowball.