Huo Qi gazed down at the child in his arms; the infant's still-forming face was slightly wrinkled, a pair of clear, clean black eyes staring straight at him.
It was as though she recognized him, for she stopped crying and let out a laugh with her mouth agape.
The nurse, witnessing the scene, remarked in surprise, "You really do have a father-daughter connection."
Mistaken by the nurse, Huo Qi did not bother to explain, his heart aching as if torn was soothed gently, filled with nothing but the smiling face of the child in his embrace.
Wu Fan, appearing beside him at some point, reached out a slender finger to poke at the child's tender cheek.
Huo Qi instinctively wanted to step back, but upon seeing Wu Fan as the one reaching out, he suppressed the urge to retreat and stood his ground.
Wu Fan gazed at Miss Duan, who had been reborn through reincarnation, and spoke with a complex tone, "So soft, and so small; she seems incredibly fragile."
