The photo that Suizi had placed on her desk was now inexplicably altered in her hands.
When I say altered, it's because the face in the picture had been drawn over with a blue pen to resemble the face of an 8-tile mahjong piece.
And it's even in 3D!
"Oh, my! Didn't I say he had a mahjong face? Like magic, the mahjong became a face, that's really strange," Yu Jingting said, pretending to be shocked, as he pointed at the photo and rambled toward Suizi.
"Yu, Iron, Root! You did this! And you even dare to deny it!" Suizi was infuriated by him.
Little Luoluo, who had been lying on the bed nibbling on her feet, immediately opened her eyes wide, striving to see what was happening after hearing her mom yelling at her dad.
However, the angle from which the little baby lay made it impossible to see anything except her dad's shamelessly wicked smile.
Luoluo let out a discontent hum, and hearing his daughter's hum, Yu Jingting immediately blamed it on Suizi.