Ming Ansheng was so overwhelmed with emotions that his hands hovered in midair. After some time, he grasped Su Yue's hands and wrapped them tightly with his.
"Isn't it the same if I come out to look for you?"
Su Yue's voice rang behind him, and Ming Ansheng took some time to comprehend what she meant.
His good-looking face seemed like a flower blossoming in spring.
"Ha ha ha…"
He grinned to himself before he burst out into laughter. His laughter reverberated and rang pleasantly around them.
It was as if he put everything behind him.
Su Yue tightened her arms around Ming Ansheng's waist, and she pressed her face to his back. She could hear his heart beating.
His heartbeat was erratic; he must be feeling overwhelmed and excited.
She deliberately teased him. "Su Xiaojiao said you're her little daddy."
Ming Ansheng furrowed his eyebrows and turned around. With a solemn voice, he corrected, "Tell her I'm her real father."
