Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
But Su Yue didn’t know that it would be this soon.
“Beibei.”
A familiar man’s voice sounded from the doors. Su Yue was momentarily stunned before she recovered herself.
A towering figure entered the living room. He wore his usual outfit of a white shirt and a pair of black pants. His face seemed a little aged after these years.
But it didn’t affect his gorgeous appearance at all.
Ming Ansheng turned to Su Yue the moment he entered.
Their eyes met and Su Yue’s expression remained stoic.
She tore her eyes away from the man and landed on Su Xiaojiao.
Ming Ansheng pressed his lips and became glum, but he continued to take big strides towards the couch.
“My daddy is here.” Beibei saw Ming Ansheng and he nudged Xiaojiao. He eagerly said, “He bought you ice cream that day. Do you remember?”
Xiaojiao shrunk her neck instinctively when she saw Ming Ansheng. Her expression registered fear.
Ming Ansheng was initially excited and pleased to see his daughter. But his eyes flickered when he noticed her fear, and he became forlorn. The desire to carry Xiaojiao vanished as he limply hung his hands.
He was dejected.
In order not to scare Xiaojiao even more, he stopped a few steps away from her. He bent and smiled at her. “Xiaojiao.”
He knew that this was all his fault.
He had badly frightened Xiaojiao from the way he treated Su Yue.
Any child would have been frightened.
Xiaojiao raised her head and she stared at Ming Ansheng. She pursed her lips and her dewy-looking eyes glistened.
Ming Ansheng’s heart went out to her. He stretched his hands to pull some tissues and tried to wipe her tears.
Xiaojiao hastily rubbed her eyes.
Her eyes were red but she didn’t cry.
Ming Ansheng clenched the tissues tightly in his fist.
“Hello, Uncle Ming.”
Yan Wenxin and Yan Nuoxing greeted Ming Ansheng politely.
Ming Ansheng glanced at them with a smile. “Your daddy and mommy are not home yet?”
Yan Wenxin shook her head. “Mommy and daddy are working.”
Ming Ansheng smiled before turning towards Su Yue.
As though it was telepathy, Su Yue also turned her head towards him. She appeared calm as she looked into his eyes.
His heart was billowing with a plethora of emotions because of her calmness.
He pressed his lips tightly, and a bitter smile played at the corners of his mouth.
“Beibei, time to go home.” Ming Ansheng turned to Beibei.
Beibei pouted and protested. “Daddy, I want to play for a while more. Can you wait for me?”
He was pleading with such an endearing expression that he couldn’t bear to reject him.
Ming Ansheng was about to speak when Beibei interjected, “You can chat with Xiaojiao’s mommy.”
He turned to Xiaojiao and gripped her hand once more. He gently said, “Xiaojiao, I will teach you how to draw another picture.”
He wanted to give his daddy and his pretty stepmother more time together.
Su Xiaojiao was enjoying herself, and she was delighted that Beibei wanted to draw with her.
She nodded furiously. “Okay.”
The little princess was having fun, and Ming Ansheng couldn’t bear to end it. So he glanced around to find a place to sit. The whole couch was occupied with toys and the only available space was next to Su Yue.
