Gu Qingchen would have never imagined that he would become the father of a five-year-old girl!
He has a lot of sympathy and love for her!
The way a father loves his daughter!
Moreover, hearing her call him that, he was extremely happy in his heart.
It was a kind of love that surfaced from deep within the heart, needing no embellishment or additions, just naturally manifesting.
Just like butterflies naturally soaring through the flowers, like all streams flow towards the sea, like the blue sky scattered with drifting white clouds.
Not only was the little girl excited and proud; even Gu Qingchen, the generally calm and composed man, felt a surging touch in his heart at that moment, unknowingly flowing to his heart's tip.
Listening to the little girl calling him dad, it was as if he truly had a daughter by his side, twining around his knees, unlimited joy.
The little girl was incredibly excited, as if the wounds she had suffered no longer hurt anymore.
