"No, why would I mind your past and the little buns." There are countless women wanting to be the First Lady and the stepmother to the little buns, lined up from here to France. Could it possibly be Eva Nightingale's turn to mind?!
Eva Nightingale sincerely said, "I really don't mind. In fact, I quite like Ivy and the little bun." Snatching one to be a little sweetheart, how delightful, hehe. Last time, when little Ivy sneaked onto her bed and hugged her to sleep, Eva slept so well.
"You really don't mind?" His eyes seemed to lose all hostility, filled with indulgence instead. He thought, he had not pampered her in vain; he was willing to use his life…
