"Mr. Qin, your phone call." The maid handed the mobile phone to Qin Yu with both hands.
Qin Yu took it, and his brows furrowed when he saw the caller ID—it wasn't a private number and there was no saved name.
However, judging by Qin Yu's expression, Ah Da could vaguely guess who it might be because if it were a call from Tang Bufan and the others, Qin Yu wouldn't reveal such a hint of coldness in his eyes.
He clearly disliked it.
Before answering the call, Qin Yu didn't forget to glance at the curious baby in his arms, his idle hand gently rubbing her hair.
Ah Da felt a sweetness inside, leaning against his shoulder and gazing adoringly at his handsome profile, pondering how comfortable she always felt whenever Qin Yu stroked her hair and head.
How strange.
Of course, like the stroking from last night, she didn't care for that, or rather, it scared her a bit.
Qin Yu cradled Ah Da with one arm and held the phone with the other.
"Hello."
