"Thank you, Daddy!" The little girl finally cheered up.
"Daddy, are you going to leave again? Will Ningbao become a child without a father once more?" The little girl looked up at Jiang Yu, her eyes filled with longing and also unease.
Jiang Yu couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt and self-reproach. Children should be carefree by nature.
Yet his child bore worries and anxieties at an age when she shouldn't have to, worries and anxieties that her peers did not need to endure.
"No, Daddy will always be by Ningbao's side," Jiang Yu said, holding her in his arms.
"Then will Mommy and Daddy make up?" Ningbao asked, looking up at him from his embrace.
The little girl's eyes shined brightly, full of hope.
Jiang Yu's expression darkened as he apologized, "I'm sorry. Daddy did something bad before that made Mommy angry, and that's why she won't forgive Daddy."
"It's okay."
