From the moment Su Yue appeared, no matter how she yelled or hit him, he wasn't half as sad as when he heard Xiaojiao asking to go home to find her daddy.
He was her daddy.
"Xiaojiao, don't cry. Mommy will bring you home now," Su Yue gently coaxed Su Xiaojiao, and she strode quickly to the door.
When she was at the door, she abruptly turned around.
Ming Ansheng was staring blankly at the both of them.
Su Yue, who was raging earlier on, seemed calm and composed. It seemed as if the storm had passed.
She calmly said, "Xiaojiao is Jiao Chen and my daughter. The three of us are happy. Uncle Ming, don't do this again."
Without another word, she marched out.
The door slammed shut, and Ming Ansheng collapsed against the wall.
'Uncle Ming, don't do this again…'
