Honestly, the scene before him really was a little funny.
Maybe Lu Xiaoxiao simply had a naturally comical air about her. The harder she sobbed, the more Ji Yunhuai found himself torn between laughter and exasperation, the amusement in his eyes growing increasingly obvious.
As a father, Ji Cheng had failed him in far too many ways, and had done so for over a decade. Ji Yunhuai had long since stopped caring.
So when he told Lu Xiaoxiao about that experience, he wasn't putting on a brave face. He genuinely wasn't sad at all.
On the contrary, seeing how much Lu Xiaoxiao hurt for him actually made Ji Yunhuai rather happy.
He hadn't been this happy in a long time.
In the end, worried that Lu Xiaoxiao would make a fuss if he laughed too freely, Ji Yunhuai forced the corners of his mouth down a little. He raised a hand and brushed the tears from the corner of her eye with his thumb, coaxing her, "All right. No matter how miserable it was, I still grew up, didn't I? Nobody dares bully me now."
"Who says?"
"Am I wrong?"
"I dare! But I'm different from other people... I'm usually pretty kind about my bullying!"
"Mm, you're impressive."
After hearing that, Lu Xiaoxiao finally stopped wailing. She stared at Ji Yunhuai's face for two seconds, then suddenly wrinkled her nose and tilted her head in puzzlement. "Why are you suddenly so emotionally stable? You're not even insulting me."
Ji Yunhuai casually smoothed down the strands of hair that had flown loose as she shook her head and replied lazily, "I don't like arguing with drunks, either."
"Who's drunk? I'm not drunk!" Lu Xiaoxiao furrowed her brows in outrage and snatched the dice cup in front of her with an exaggerated