"Grandmother, why does Uncle only look at my mother and not at me?" asked Xiao Xue, who was lying in Su Yaogeng's arms, looking at the handsome man staring unblinkingly at Han Jing.
The little girl was a bit confused, as usually, she was more charming than her mother. Whoever it was, they would see her first before her mother!
Why was this uncle so different today, his eyes were so tender when looking at her mother, like they were about to drip water, yet he hadn't glanced at her even once.
The little girl felt a bit unhappy.
Han Jing chuckled softly, turning her head and pointing to Xiao Xue, saying to Su Xingqiao, "Brother Qiao, look, that little girl is jealous now!"
Then she said to Xiao Xue, "Xiao Xue, call him Uncle."
Xiao Xue blinked and asked, "Is this the Emperor Uncle that Mother and Grandmother often tell me about?"
Han Jing nodded, "Yes, this is your Emperor Uncle."
