"Daddy's precious daughter is fierce!"
Without thinking, Jiang Boya gave Kang Li a thumbs-up. Seeing this, Kang Li was momentarily stunned, then her beautiful eyes widened: "Is that really what you think? Don't you feel like I'm being outrageous? No matter what, she did give birth to me, and she was your first love."
Before Jiang Boya could respond, Kang Li's tone carried a hint of disdain: "Can't you just say I'm powerful and awesome? 'Fierce' sounds crude, kind of vulgar, not very classy."
"Hey, who says so? For me, 'fierce' means badass—it's absolutely a compliment, especially for you. It's got nothing to do with being negative!"
Jiang Boya's refined and handsome face was full of smiles. His gaze was doting, and his voice was like the finest cello, deep and pleasant, extraordinarily nice to hear.
