Just like that, Lu Jincheng quietly began to feed Ji Jiaxin under Ji Yao's nose.
His plan was good, as long as he could pamper Ji Yao's darling daughter, getting close to Ji Yao's heart would not be a problem.
Moreover, he also liked Ji Jiaxin very much. He always felt an inexplicable fondness and closeness towards her, whether it was for Ji Yao or simply for Ji Jiaxin herself, he was happy to get closer to her and take care of the little girl.
After all, he had his own little schemes to ascend to the position of her father.
"Xinxin, is it tasty?"
After feeding her pastries again, Lu Jincheng squatted down, touched her little head, and asked in a gentle voice.
"Mmm, it's delicious!"
Ji Jiaxin nodded without hesitation. While her mouth was still full, chewing away, her words came out muffled, but it did not stop her from enjoying the pastry, indicating how delicious she found it.