"I dreamed of Daddy."
Pei Ge turned over and hugged Ji Ziming's waist. Her ample abs were no longer in the mood to admire him.
"Did Daddy say anything?"
He must have said something in his dream, or Ji Ziming would not have seen Pei Ge like this.
"He told me to live a good life and take good care of my mother."
Pei Ge's voice was slightly choked. She had only seen the most vivid image of her father in her dreams. It had been so many years, but he had not changed at all. This was all a dream, yet it was so real that she could not believe it.
"Then what are you going to do?"
Ji Ziming's voice carried a hint of a smile as he looked at Pei Ge with an even more charming smile.
