Since Lucifer learned about my relationship with Ding Zaihe, there was an inexplicable tenderness in his gaze... fatherly love?

"Baby Qinqin, if I had known earlier that you are Late Yan's daughter, how could I bear to let you participate in that damn game... Don't worry, I have already ordered the ban on this game."

That's great, it will reduce a lot of killings and give many weak people a chance to live.

"Baby Qinqin, why aren't you wearing the new dress I bought for you?"

I awkwardly looked at that Lolita dress and tried to explain, "This style is not very suitable for me..."

I have to be ready to face challenges every day, wearing a dress will only restrict my freedom to play recklessly.

Lucifer seemed a bit disappointed, then he bent down to look at me, and his green eyes lit up with joy.

"You look so much like Late Yan, especially your eyes. Oh no, what should I do? I really like you and want to take care of you."

I stood still, watching Lucifer go crazy over Ding Zaihe.

"I don't care if you're Late Yan or Ding Zaihe, it doesn't matter. I want to be Baby Qinqin's godfather. Do you have any objections?"

Ding Zaihe sat on the sofa, reading the newspaper without even looking up, his voice cold:

"No, Ding Zaihe can only have me as his father."

Lucifer exploded with anger and wanted to strangle the waiter who had just entered with coffee.

Ding Zaihe raised his eyes gently and said lazily, "Ding Zaihe can't stand the sight of blood."

Lucifer withdrew his hand and smiled at me like a doting father, "Baby Qinqin, I'm not usually like this, I promise! I will never let you smell the scent of blood again."

"Thank you, Second Dad."

Just as the words fell, Lucifer froze, and a chilling coldness appeared in Ding Zaihe's eyes.

"Did you hear that? Baby Qinqin called me Second Dad! I'm a father!"

Ding Zaihe impatiently frowned and pushed Lucifer away.

"Even if you become a father, you're still the second one. What's there to show off? I'm the real dad."