Wang Yonggui looked down and, seeing who it was, smiled, gently caressing Jinpan's head, "Jinpan, you've grown taller again, good, good, good..."
When Jinpan had his head patted by his father, his little face blushed with excitement.
Although Jinhua spoke with disdain and knew her father was unreliable, he was still her father after all. When Wang Yonggui had money, he was good to his children.
So even though Jinhua knew Wang Yonggui was not a good man, having not seen him for a year, she indeed missed him. Holding Little Jinshao's hand, she slowly made her way over.
Reluctantly, she called out "Dad," then prompted Jinshao to do the same.
Jinshao's little face was scrunched up as he sucked on his finger, looking timid and shy.
When Jinhua told him to call out "Dad," he just hugged her leg tightly and tried to hide behind her.
