Ye Qilan carried Little Pudding. "Daddy's little princess is awake, such a good girl."
His most beloved daughter was so adorable that he couldn't bear to let go.
Having been praised, Little Pudding happily kissed Ye Qilan's face repeatedly, making him smile broadly.
While Little Pudding washed up, Ye Qilan attended to her the whole time.
Su Hongxing, watching from the side, couldn't help but scold, "Can you not spoil her like this, be careful or she'll become petulant due to excess pampering."
Ever since the father and daughter recognized each other, Little Pudding's legs had become mere decorations. If it weren't for the frequent scolding she received at mealtimes, Ye Qilan might have ended up feeding her every meal himself.
"Little Pudding is our family's little princess, if not her, whom should we pamper?" Ye Qilan, having attended to Little Pudding, turned to personally take care of Su Hongxing.
