"No matter why, seeing her so happy reassures me," Ye Zhanxing gazed at the little one in his arms, a subtle and indiscernible light flickering in his eyes.
The little one seemed to sense something, his small arms raised, stretching in a yawn.
His tiny face turned bright red from the effort.
His beautiful big eyes fluttered open, saw Ye Zhanxing, blinked twice, and then fell asleep again.
He closed his eyes, his little mouth smacking twice more.
Just a glance was enough to thrill Ye Zhanxing.
He happily played with his grandson, and even though Tingye fell asleep again, it did not affect his good mood in the slightest.
At dinner time, Ye Zhanxing wanted to leave, but Qin Youxuan insisted he stay to eat with them.
Dan Hanjie didn't say anything.
As long as she was happy, he wouldn't stop her.
Ye Zhanxing truly cherished every minute he spent with his daughter, so he stayed.
The family had a very warm meal together.
