Xu Bai was speechless.
Didn't they say that a daughter was her father's little cotton jacket? Why did she look like a black-hearted little cotton jacket?
Xu Bai placed Lingling in Chu Ling's arms.
Chu Ling coaxed as she said,"I want to hire the best teacher for her, and I want her to choose her favorite profession. Husband, what profession are you in? Do you think Lingling can learn from you?"
Xu Bai rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.
What was his profession? It was probably all-rounded.
Even if little Lingling was talented, she probably didn't have the ability to learn this.
"I'll teach Lingling how to read and speak first. As for choosing a job, I'll wait until she's a little older. Besides, I have something to do soon."
He had already become a Saint, and there were two things in front of him.