Knowing that he was forced to do so, Wan Dou could understand him.
Even though she could not call him "daddy", she already felt that he was a good father in her heart.
Wen Zhehan suddenly felt a warm hand on the back of his hand, patting him gently and comforting him.
At this moment, his eyes were brimming with tears of excitement.
He reached out to hold his daughter's hand and she did not pull her hand back. Wen Zhehan was overjoyed.
At least it meant that his daughter no longer rejected him.
The father and daughter came back from the cemetery and returned to the Wen family home. Li Meien and Wen Shiyu were both at home.
After they entered the house, they sat down on the sofa. Li Mei'en said, "You've been out all morning. How was it? Are you tired? Sit down and rest. I'll make tea for you."
There was a huge gap on the coffee table, and the water in the kettle was already boiling.