If You Bring Little Xiaotao Back To Life

"Mm." Ye Xiaotao snorted and sneered, "Mr. Leng is too busy with his daily affairs. Even if I make a birthday cake, I'm afraid you won't have time to eat it."

It had been more than four years. When she was pregnant, she still chased him around the world. Yet, he was always very busy and kept canceling on her. He didn't even accompany Little Xiaotao for a prenatal checkup, not even once.

How could she not resent and hate him for all this?

Leng Hao stopped in his tracks. He felt a sharp pain in his heart. "... I'm sorry..."

"There's no need to be sorry. Actually, I still have to thank Mr. Leng. I don't know how to cook, but in the past, in order to please you, I learned how to make simple western pastries, including birthday cakes."