As he brushed past her, a faint scent of milk wafted into his nostrils. He turned slightly, gazing at the beautiful curve of his wife's back, and his heart warmed. He ruthlessly abandoned the promise he had just made, striding after her.,"How could this be considered spoiling her The antique is a good thing, very valuable! It's great to develop in this direction—",Rong Ling was a doting father. Sometimes, his daughter would babble and run into his arms, grinning mischievously at him, reaching out to grab his tie clip. He would willingly take it off and give it to Xiao Xi Xi to play with. Xiao Xi Xi played with it for a while, then hid it away. Because of this, several of Rong Ling's tie clips went missing, including two that he particularly liked. But he wasn't angry at all, instead saying that his daughter was playing with them. Whenever his daughter wanted to play, he would willingly take it off and give it to her.。