Ye Moxuan would have been out of his mind to believe the nonsense George was spouting. He merely gave a cold snort before saying directly, “You are still not qualified enough to be her godfather. If you really want to be someone’s father, make a baby yourself.”
Upon hearing that, George immediately became upset.
“You just said that you owe me a favor. This is my only request.”
“Is that so?” Ye Moxuan looked calm, as if he was talking about something that was of no importance to him. “Since you said so, forget about the favor just now.”
With that, with a squealing Little Sprout in his arms, he turned around to leave immediately. Her laughter stopped before she appraised Ye Moxuan with a pair of curious and wide eyes.