The boys scattered in all directions, seemingly having never seen such a fierce little witch before. It was at this moment that Gu Wanrou got a clear look at the girl's tender face.

The little girl has a pair of bright, clear eyes, round like pearls, a delicate and translucent nose, and cheeks as tender as jelly. She is as cute as can be, making you want to take a bite.

Yet, her eyes were filled with stubbornness and resentment, as if her aloof appearance could suppress all the pain in her heart.

In that instant, Gu Wanrou felt a sudden, sharp pain in her heart. It was as if something deep within her soul was drawing her closer, making her eager to get even closer to her daughter.

Was it her imagination?

Why does this girl look so much like Li Zhanfeng?!

The little girl seemed to sense her gaze, glared at her impatiently, and quickly turned and left.

Another woman trying to get closer to her father through her. She'd seen too many women like her; they were so annoying!

When Gu Wanrou saw her turn around, as if she felt a deep connection to her soul, she quickly chased after her, "Baby, wait a minute, let Auntie take a look. It looks like there's blood on the back of your hand."

Li Jiujiu sensed a woman approaching her and quickly threw her small backpack at her. Bad person!

She hates women who try to steal her daddy the most!

Gu Wanrou easily dodged her attack.

She gently grasped Li Jiujiu's hand with her large, tender palm, her gentle face full of doting smiles. "Look at you, you were busy fighting just now, and your little hand is all hurt, isn't it? Let Auntie take a look, it won't be good if the wound gets infected."

Li Jiujiu instinctively tried to pull her hand away from Gu Wanrou's, but somehow, the moment Gu Wanrou's hand grasped hers, her heart felt as if it were being melted by a warm current...

It evokes a strange sense of intimacy and familiarity.

Li Jiujiu was stunned. The usually strong and aloof girl had actually allowed someone other than her father to touch her for the first time.

She frowned, a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

This woman is really clever; she even managed to deceive her heart.

Gu Wanrou squatted down, skillfully took out a band-aid from her pocket, tore off the packaging, and carefully applied it to her wound.

"Sweetie, it's okay to fight, but you have to be careful. If you get hurt, your dad will be very worried."

Her clear and gentle voice carried the elegance of the Jiangnan water towns, and Li Jiujiu couldn't bear to pull her hand back.

This familiar feeling... I wish it were my mother.

But she wasn't!

Her mother doesn't want her; she's a little devil whom even her mother doesn't love!

Just then, a woman's shrill voice suddenly came from not far away, "Ah! Gu Wanrou, what are you doing! That's Jiu Jiu! Let go of Jiu Jiu right now!"