After dinner, Lin Zhiyue hurried upstairs, slipped into the space, and carefully selected a box of bruise-removing ointment.

When she went downstairs, her eyes were full of heartache and concern. When she saw Mu Siwen, she quickly handed the ointment to him, and her voice was soft and urgent: "Be sure to apply it after taking a bath, don't forget."

Mu Siwen raised his eyes and met her worried gaze. The softest part of his heart was instantly touched, and his whole heart seemed to melt in her gaze.

He nodded slightly, his voice gentle but firm: "Okay, I will apply it."

Lin Zhiyue nodded slightly, but there was still a hint of worry in her eyes.

Mu Siwen glanced at the time and said softly, "I should go back now. You should get some rest early."

Lin Zhiyue subconsciously instructed: "Okay, be careful on the road."

Mu Siwen turned around and politely said goodbye to Lin Lang and Wen Yu: "Uncle Lin, Aunt Wen, I'm going back first."

Wen Yu had a satisfied smile on her face, and her eyes were full of love for the young couple: "Okay, come again next time."

As she watched the interaction between the two, she felt a sweet atmosphere filling the air, filled with pink bubbles. Her heart was also filled with joy, as if she had returned to the days of love in her youth.

Lin Lang frowned and waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, go."

Although he said this, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Looking at Mu Siwen's back, he muttered softly: "I feel upset when I see you. Don't come here again in the future."

After Mu Siwen left, Lin Zhiyue immediately ran to Lin Lang and coaxed him like a docile kitten: "Dad is the most open-minded parent in my heart."

Lin Lang looked at his daughter helplessly, and the temper in his heart instantly dissipated.

He sighed softly and said, "Girl, you know I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Lin Zhiyue nodded heavily, her eyes full of understanding: "I understand, I understand everything."

She took Lin Lang's arm and continued, "Then I will be your and mother's precious daughter forever."

Lin Lang showed a relieved smile on his face: "Of course, if anyone says no, I will be the first to disagree."

Lin Zhiyue looked at her father's slightly hunched back as he turned his face away, and her eyes suddenly felt sore.

Of course she understood that every impatient scold and every awkward look from Lin Lang came from his reluctance to see the treasure he had held in his palm for more than 20 years being "taken away".

This clumsy yet passionate fatherly love is like a baked sweet potato covered with icing sugar in winter, which burns people's eyes but warms their hearts.

Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the ointment box in her pocket. She thought of the embroidered pajamas that Wen Yu had sewed for her when she first came to the Lin family, the imported chocolates that Lin Lang had secretly stuffed into her schoolbag, and the first birthday party the whole family had prepared for her.

The warmth pieced together from those fragments of memory was far brighter than any scene she had ever imagined while curled up in a corner of the orphanage.

"dad,"

She walked around to Lin Lang and looked up at her father's red eyes. "In fact, the way you held the stick just now looked like a superhero."

She blinked her wet eyes, "He's the kind of hero who would fight the whole world to protect his precious daughter."

Lin Lang's ears turned red, and he reached out to flick her forehead, but when he touched the ends of her hair, he rubbed it gently instead: "You just like to talk nonsense."

But the uncontrollable upward movement of the corners of his mouth still revealed the softness in his heart.

A gentle voice urging people to eat fruit came from a distance. Lin Zhiyue took her father's arm and suddenly felt the feeling of being wrapped in love. It was like holding a piece of honey that would never melt, so sweet that it made people want to cry.

Lin Zhiyue tilted her head and said seriously, "And what if I marry a bad person in the future? But Brother Sven won't do that. The children you teach from childhood will definitely not be bad, and this way I won't be too far away from you in the future."

Lin Lang sighed slightly, and the reluctance and worry hidden in his eyes turned into endless tenderness the moment he looked at his daughter.

Of course he knew that in this compound, no one could compare to Mu Siwen in terms of family background, character, and ability.

Although this boy made him feel a little unhappy for a while, he saw the sincerity of this boy towards his daughter and had to admit that it was indeed rare.

"Hey, Dad just wants you to be happy,"

Lin Lang reached out his hand and gently touched Lin Zhiyue's head, his tone full of doting, "You must remember that mom and dad will always have your back."

His voice was low and firm, as if announcing to the world that he would use everything he had to protect his precious daughter.

Wen Yu also came over and took Lin Zhiyue's arm, her eyes full of love: "Yes, you are the baby in our family's hands, you can't be wronged."

She gently pinched her daughter's face, a warm smile on her face. That smile was like the sunshine in spring, illuminating Lin Zhiyue's heart.

The family huddled together, and a warm atmosphere filled the living room.

Lin Zhiyue felt the love of her parents and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She knows that no matter what difficulties and challenges she encounters in the future, as long as her family is by her side, she will not be afraid of anything.

"Okay, if I get bullied, I will definitely tell you and you have to support me."

Lin Zhiyue said with a smile, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

She is so lucky to have such a good family. This love is the most precious wealth in her life.

Outside the window, the moonlight is like water, sprinkling on this warm little home, as if it is also blessing this strong family affection.

The moonlight shone through the gauze curtains and wove a silver net on the floor. Lin Zhiyue suddenly stood up from her parents' arms and stroked the wrinkles on Lin Lang's cuffs with her fingertips - those were the marks left when she clenched the wooden stick just now.

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