Ye Qiuqiu was just about to speak when Chen Haobo said, "Don't buy these things anymore. It's a waste. Let's save some money at home."
"I will save where we need to save, but these are..."
"Forget it, they are already bought. I have a bit of a headache now, let me rest a bit." Chen Haobo said, supporting his forehead.
Originally, she had a lot to share with him when she came back, but seeing him like this, Ye Qiuqiu felt it was tasteless and said nothing.
She picked up the gift box and was about to put it on the table when she saw the baby formula she had bought before leaving, unopened and untouched in the room.
"Has Qianqian not had any milk these past few days?" Ye Qiuqiu asked.
"Mum was looking after her. Go ask her."
Ye Qiuqiu was dissatisfied with his answer: "Qianqian is your daughter, and you don't even know what she's been eating? Didn't I tell you before I left that even though Qianqian can eat solid food, milk should still be her primary diet?"