"Lingyu, I will take care of Yiyi as if she were my own child. Don't worry, I will find her a good school."
Lan Zhongxuan held Song Lingyu's hand, looking at her slightly reddened eyes with great concern.
"Zhong Xuan, you are a good man. Being with you is my blessing, and Yiyi's blessing too. Yiyi, your uncle treats you so well, how will you repay him?"
Song Lingyu glanced at Song Yiyi.
Song Yiyi suddenly knelt down in front of Lan Zhongxuan, shocking him so much that he almost stood up, hurriedly reaching out to help her up: "Yiyi, what are you doing? Get up quickly."
Song Yiyi's eyes were full of tears, and in the next moment, a slightly choked voice sounded: "Dad."
Lan Zhongxuan stared blankly at Song Yiyi, completely dumbfounded by her words.
"Dad, you've always treated me like your own daughter. Yiyi has long wanted to call you dad. Doesn't Dad recognize me as your daughter?" Song Yiyi looked nervously at Lan Zhongxuan.
Lan Zhongxuan still hadn't snapped out of it.
