Chapter 746: 746, abuse my daughter, you’re courting death Chapter 746: 746, abuse my daughter, you’re courting death “What do you an your niece? She’s clearly my grand-niece. We’re more closely related!” Li Qianze, who had just grabbed the little one, imdiately twisted his body away.
But their tug of war just now had awoken Shi Yimo who had been soundly asleep.
The little one pouted, and suddenly burst into loud tears.
Shi Annuo’s heart ached as he coaxed the little one while blaming Li Qianze, “Li Qianze, look what you’ve done. She cries as soon as you hold her. Give Little Lele back to now!”
Li Qianze had no intention of returning her to Shi Annuo. As he rocked Little Lele, who cried loudly in his arms, he admonished her lovingly, “Don’t cry, Little Lele. If you cry, your little uncle won’t like you anymore!”
Shi Annuo scoffed, “Our Little Lele couldn’t care less about your affection.”
At that mont, Song Qinghuan, who had been helping Auntie Wang cook in the kitchen, heard her daughter’s cries and rushed out, “What’s going on? What happened?”
Shi Annuo glanced mischievously before speaking, “Sister-in-law Qinghuan, Li Qianze bullied Little Lele.”
Song Qinghuan frowned, “Second Brother, what have you done now?”
She quickly walked over and took the child from Li Qianze’s hands, “How dare you mistreat my daughter while I’m not around.”
Li Qianze felt very aggrieved, “Unjust! How could I possibly bully Little Lele? It’s untrue. It absolutely didn’t happen. I just wanted to hold her.”
Unable to bear seeing soone being ganged up on, Mo Liusha spoke up for Li Qianze, “The baby might be hungry. That’s probably why she woke up crying.”
“We’ll settle this later!” Song Qinghuan retorted before carrying the child to the little bedroom next door.
This room had been temporarily transford into a breastfeeding room. Usually, Song Qinghuan would feed the child here while on the first floor.
The mont Song Qinghuan turned around, Li Qianze imdiately glared at Shi Annuo, “Shi Annuo, you unjustly accused earlier. What’s that supposed to an? Do you want a fight?”
Shi Annuo coolly scoffed, “Bring it on. Who’s scared of whom?”
Mo Liusha looked at them with a headache and decided to follow Song Qinghuan to the breastfeeding room to avoid their ceaseless quarrel.
Although the little one continued crying in her mother’s arms for a while, once Song Qinghuan started feeding her, she imdiately stopped crying. She eagerly sucked while occasionally whimpering, conveying her just-suffered grievances.
Song Qinghuan laughed, “Are you that hungry? You’re feeding so eagerly. No one is competing with you. Can’t you feed a little slower?”
There was a gentle knock at the door, followed by Mo Liusha’s voice from the outside, “Sister-in-law Qinghuan, do you mind if I co in?”
“It’s fine, co on in,” Song Qinghuan replied. They were all girls, so Song Qinghuan certainly didn’t mind much.
“They’re having a massive argunt. Did they always quarrel whenever they saw each other in the past?” Mo Liusha shyly sat down.
Song Qinghuan smiled at her and thought for a mont, “They always bickered, like two…”
Suddenly aware that it wasn’t appropriate as Mo Liusha was Li Qianze’s fiancée. Referring to them as two playboys seed to be mocking her own family.
“It’s okay, I understand!” Mo Liusha empathetically smiled.
She leaned over to look at the breastfeeding Little Lele.
The deep love between mother and child touched Mo Liusha deeply. This warm mont made her feel soft inside.
She couldn’t resist stretching out her hand to touch Little Lele’s face, then comnted on the amazing feeling, “What a lovely little one. She doesn’t look much like you but more like her father.”
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