Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The chubby little girl in a pink dress was chasing Yan Nuoxing around the courtyard.
A man stood outside and silently wished he could rush over and snatch the cute little lass away.
F*ck. Why did he always use the word ‘snatch’?
She was his daughter, for goodness’ sake. Why did he need to snatch her over?
“Brother… Brother…”
Suddenly, the little fellows neared the courtyard gate. Yan Nuoxing was leading the pack, and Su Xiaojiao was lagging far behind.
It was such a heartwarming sight, yet it made his heart heavy.
Seeing that the little lass was almost nearing him, Ming Ansheng looked around and ensured that there was no one. He called, “Xiaojiao.”
Su Xiaojiao heard someone calling her and stopped in her tracks. She looked outside the courtyard gate.
When she saw Ming Ansheng sticking his head through the gate, she happily smiled and her eyes crinkled.
It melted his heart.
“Shh.” Ming Ansheng put his finger to his lips, warning her not to make a sound. Then he waved her over. “Come here.”
Su Xiaojiao retracted her neck like a thief and sprinted over. “Uncle.”
Ming Ansheng squatted down and whispered, “Uncle will bring you out for ice cream.”
“Okay.” Su Xiaojiao happily nodded.
She had been yearning for some ice cream.
“Keep quiet.” Ming Ansheng affectionately rubbed her head and stood up before opening the courtyard gate.
He knew the password to their gate.
The gate opened and he picked her up at lightning speed. Then he turned around and hurriedly ‘fled’.
Ming Ansheng placed her at the backseat and buckled her up before heading to the driver’s seat and driving off.
Ming Ansheng’s palms were sweating as he started the engine.
When they reached a junction, he turned back to look at her. He smiled and asked, “Xiaojiao, am I good?”
Xiaojiao nodded without hesitation. “Yes.”
The Uncle who bought her ice cream was the best.
Ming Ansheng smugly smirked. Then he asked, “Who is better, me or Jiao Chen?”
Su Xiaojiao said, “Daddy is the best.”
She leaned lazily against the seat and kicked her short legs.
Ming Ansheng nodded, satisfied. “Yes, Daddy is the best.”
Because he was her biological daddy.
At the First People’s Hospital in the city…
After parking the car in the carpark, Ming Ansheng unbuckled his seatbelt. He opened the rear door and picked her up. “Xiaojiao, let Daddy carry you.”
The words flowed out of his mouth, as though it was trained.
Su Xiaojiao’s mind was focused on getting her ice cream, so she didn’t care about the term he used. She tightly hugged his neck.
And she looked around, unable to find anything amiss.
Only when they entered the building and saw doctors in white coats and nurses did she frown. She asked, “Uncle, eat ice-cream.”
He said that he would bring her out for ice cream. What was the meaning of this?
Ming Ansheng gently patted her back. “Xiaojiao, be good. Daddy is bringing you to do something very important. It’ll only take a while. Then Daddy will buy you ice cream and bring you to the playground afterward.”
“You are Uncle,” Su Xiaojiao corrected him crisply when she finally noticed the term he used.
It was a matter of time anyway, so Ming Ansheng didn’t force her. He carried her upstairs. Instead of taking the crowded lift, he took the stairs.
