When Yu Wuwu was still a child, her mother often brought her to the filming set. When she first saw Wu Wanqian, Yu Jing squatted down and put one hand on her small shoulder while the other pointed at the gentle and elegant middle-aged man in front of her." This is Uncle Wu. Wuwu, greet Uncle.""
Yu Jing's voice was delicate and gentle, but it was also filled with an indescribable emotion. It was a feeling that she had never felt when talking to her father.
Yu Wumu's face was tense, and her big, beautiful eyes were almost identical to Yu Jing's. Her small mouth was tightly pursed, and she did not speak for a long time.
Wu Wanqian smiled and bent down. The little girl in front of him looked like she was three or four years old. She was fair and tender. On her palm-sized pink face, her eyes were surprisingly big and black. They were as bright as the stars in the night sky. She looked like a fairy that was not tainted by the mortal world.