She stared blankly as he walked briskly toward her.
When he reached her, she looked up, her eyes twinkling as they met his.
"I'll take you guys."
Ji Chicheng said softly, bending over to get into the car, reaching past Ji Anning to pick up Fenfen, who was sitting inside.
A whiff of fragrance lingered in front of Ji Anning's nose. By the time she came back to her senses, Ji Chicheng had already walked a little distance with Fenfen in his arms.
He supported Fenfen effortlessly with just one hand, her small frame appearing exceptionally delicate against his.
Yet, every time she held the little girl, she could hardly last ten minutes before feeling utterly exhausted.
Fenfen still needed her father, so it was right for Fenfen to follow him.
The family of three sat in the back seat, with Fenfen in between Ji Chicheng and Ji Anning. Perhaps because it had been a long time since she had been with both mom and dad, the little girl was somewhat excited.
