Some Work That Shouldn't Have Been Done

"Are Jingqiu and the others not coming to Jizhou for the New Year?"

"Auntie's company is at a critical stage, with lots of business dinners and social engagements, so she can't get away. But she should have time to come over and look around after the New Year."

The winter sun was exceptionally bright. Almost everyone in Hongrong Garden was doing a thorough cleaning to welcome the New Year, making the neighborhood especially lively.

Some children were darting all over the area downstairs. Wherever they went, firecrackers would often go off, making the New Year atmosphere grow even more intense.

In the past, Jiang Qin would definitely have taken Feng Nanshu downstairs to set off firecrackers, but he couldn't do that now.

He was a father now. He had to be more steady.

The new father sat on his own sofa, holding his daughter and making all sorts of bizarre faces to amuse her. Sometimes, he even imitated her babbling.

Jiang Ainan was only half a year old. At that age, aside from sleeping, she loved making a fuss. But when she saw her father's various strange expressions, she stared at him seriously with her watery eyes, looking dazed for a while.

She really looked exactly like Little Rich Woman, especially when she was spacing out. It was practically a one-to-one reproduction.

Whenever Jiang Qin had that thought, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth. It feels like I'm raising my Little Rich Woman all over again.

"Good girl, say 'Daddy.'"

"Come on, say 'Daddy.' Don't make me beg you."

Jiang Qin reached out and pinched his daughter's little cheek. When he saw that she still wasn't responding, he helplessly planted a smacking kiss on her face.

Jiang Zhenghong was sitting on the sofa opposite them, drinking tea.