He suddenly became as if fixed by the Fixed Body Technique, sitting motionless, with Shanshan lying on his broad chest, her little head raised, looking at his stern expression.
Mu Yingchen silently chanted the name etched in his heart, "Su—Wan—xia—"
How long had it been since he'd heard that name, so incredibly familiar, infuriatingly familiar!
"Daddy..."
He was jolted awake and looked down to see the pitifully cute little girl gazing up at him with a face full of grievance.
That moment---
His heart was hit by a tidal wave of shock, and then, it was replaced by a boiling ecstasy!
Daddy? She called him Daddy?
Looking at the little face in front of him that so closely resembled her, he couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. The first time he saw her, he thought she looked a lot like her, but he didn't take it to heart—after all, there are many people who look alike.