Leng Zhiyuan was touched, and tears flowed down her face. She hugged Leng Mu's neck from behind as she said, "Dad, it has been hard on you all this time."
"As long as both you and your Older Brother are well, Dad does not find it hard at all."
"Okay, Dad, both me and Older Brother would be doing good!" Leng Zhiyuan forcefully nodded her head.
Leng Mu's solemn facial expressions got warmer, and a small smile formed on his face.
At this moment, Leng Zhiyuan noticed that there were a few pieces of paper on the carpet in her peripherals. She let go of Leng Mu and bent over to pick them up as she said, "Dad, what is this?"
She held the few pieces of paper in her hands, and she flipped through them to look at the contents. This seemed to be a picture…
