Lu Zhu furrowed her eyebrows, her face showing displeasure.
She found Mo Zhi loud and noisy.
The two children met each other under such circumstances.
Mo Zhi, still very much a child at heart, clung to Mo Nanze feeling wronged and coquettish.
Though she was glad to have a sister, seeing her beloved father holding another child made a surge of jealousy rise within her.
She became reluctant.
She no longer wanted this sister.
She didn't want someone else to share the love that had belonged only to her...
"Daddy, you can only hold me and mommy..." Mo Zhi muttered, "You can't hold someone else!"
"Xiao Zhi, did you forget what mommy told you? She is your sister, our daughter, not a stranger," Lu Yinfeng reminded her gently.
However, at this point, Mo Zhi had already forgotten the excitement she had felt earlier.
"You just can't!" she protested, "I don't want someone else to take my mommy and daddy away!"
Mo Zhi hurried to assert her dominance, tightly hugging Mo Nanze.