Little Lu Li shook her head and said weakly in her tender, childish voice:
"Daddy… I'm sorry. Li Li forgot to tell you, today Yiming said that his dad's construction site seems to not be hiring anymore, so, so if you want to dig coal to make big money, it might not work…"
"Not hiring anymore?"
The man's cold and indifferent brows slightly relaxed.
Obviously, his mood slightly improved a lot.
His lips curled slightly again, raising an eyebrow, "Since they're not hiring, why do I still need such a good body?"
Little Lu Li choked with grievance, "Li Li is afraid you'll die."
Lu Junhan paused in his steps.
The little girl sniffled, feeling a bit sad:
"If you die, then, then no one will buy candy for Li Li anymore, no one will sleep with Li Li anymore, and no one will tell stories to Li Li anymore, so daddy, don't die…"
Song Qingwan looked on with a pained heart and patted the little girl's head:
