Ye Lingfeng had a displeased expression on his face. Zhouzhou slid down the slide and ran up to him, tilting her head and asking, "Sharp Tongue Uncle, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing his little daughter, Ye Lingfeng's face instantly brightened, and he asked with a smile, "Zhouzhou, let me ask you a question. Who is more important to you, me or Qin Leng?"
As he spoke, he eagerly looked at her, signaling with his eyes, almost writing "Choose me" on his face.
Unexpectedly, Zhouzhou didn't hesitate or even think about it. She said directly, "Of course, it's my dad who is important."
One is her dad, and the other is Sharp Tongue Uncle. How can they be compared?
Ye Lingfeng felt like he had been stabbed in the heart; it was quick and ruthless, making him feel heartbroken. He touched his chest and shook his head, saying, "Zhouzhou, it's not good to be like this. Your emotional intelligence is a bit low. You should say that we are equally important."