"Me?"
Lu Tianxing was slightly taken aback upon hearing this and responded with a bitter smile, "Honey, you're overestimating me. Do you think I can comfort a crying little troublemaker?"
It wasn't that Lu Tianxing didn't want to calm Lingling, but everyone knew that when a little troublemaker cried, it was nearly impossible to soothe them.
Bai Zhiqing didn't say a word, only fixing her gaze on Lu Tianxing.
Seeing Bai Zhiqing's unfriendly stare, Lu Tianxing helplessly said, "Alright! I'll give it a try."
With that, Lu Tianxing gently patted Lingling's back in his arms, "Lingling, be good, don't cry—it won't be pretty if you do."
"Daddy..."
Lingling, with tears in her eyes, looked at Lu Tianxing, "Daddy, hold me, Daddy, hold me."
Seeing Lingling's eyes full of longing and hope, Lu Tianxing felt as if the softest part of his heart had been touched, "As long as Lingling doesn't cry, I'll hold you."
