Colliding with the King of Hell

By the time school was dismissed in the afternoon, Huo Ji'an hadn't said a word to Zhouzhou.

Zhouzhou was deeply troubled, looking gloomy even when she got home.

Qin Lie drove ahead, noticing the chubby little girl sighing deeply, and couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong?"

"Little Skinny Pole was angry at me," Zhouzhou fretted, furrowing her brow as she recounted the situation, then eagerly asked, "Daddy, do you have any way to cheer up a boy?"

At her words, Qin Lie shook his head. He wasn't good at coaxing people; he only knew how to comfort her, his little daughter.

As for teaching Zhouzhou to coax Huo Ji'an... Coax him? No way. His daughter should live happily, not worry about coaxing others.

Moreover, coaxing boys, especially young ones, was pointless. They'd grow up to be like any other unreliable men. If Zhouzhou learned to coax them, what would become of her?