Li Yifei settled into his car, with Su Yiyi leaning weakly against the seatback, her eyes still somewhat red.
Li Yifei didn't start the car immediately, instead gently holding Su Yiyi's hand, and said, "Yiyi, don't be sad anymore."
Su Yiyi turned to look at Li Yifei, her lips quivering slightly before she suddenly buried herself in Li Yifei's embrace and began to cry softly.
Li Yifei didn't try to console Su Yiyi with words; he just gently patted her back. With such a father, the pressure Su Yiyi faced was indeed not small, especially when facing him, Su Yiyi might even have felt somewhat inferior.
"My little Yiyi, don't cry. If you keep crying, Brother Li is really going to cry from heartache," Li Yifei said after a while as he stroked Su Yiyi's long hair to comfort her.
