C921 A Match Made in Heaven

As the situation seemed to reach a deadlock, Han Ning frantically signaled to Gu Qisheng with her eyes.

Think of something! Quick, think of something! This is your daughter we're talking about. How could you bear it if something happened to her?

Holding the child, Gu Qisheng caught Han Ning's exaggerated expressions from the corner of his eye and lowered his long lashes