"It's not your brother's fault, Isla, don't cry." Chad Yakov snapped out of it and hurriedly hugged the little girl tightly, gently teasing her in his arms.
A newborn baby changes every day.
The slowly growing little face, delicate and pink, with pouty lips, blowing milk bubbles, was so adorable it was hard not to smile.
Chad Yakov saw the little girl pouting, her dark eyes watery, sniffling pitifully, and his heart ached along.
"Puff puff~" Isla opened her mouth, finally just yawning gracefully.
Then she blew two milk bubbles and sweetly smiled at Chad Yakov.
With that smile, Chad Yakov's heart was about to melt...
He kept asking the assistant beside him.
"Pinch me quickly, is it my illusion, did Isla really just smile at me? She smiled at me!"
Assistant: "..."
Second Young Master, he has come to notify official matters, yet you're so preoccupied with Miss Isla's smile that you've completely forgotten about your elder brother, is that appropriate?
