Ye Xinning cleared her throat to hide her unease.
"Chen Lin, let go."
"Your hair is messy." Shen Lin's well-defined hand gently touched the ends of her hair.
After a brief adjustment, he let go, took a few steps back, and the distance between the two returned to a normal social distance.
Ye Xinning, "..."
so?
What just happened?
"You can go in now, I'm leaving."
After Shen Lin finished speaking, he turned around and got back into his car. Before Ye Xinning could react, Shen Lin had already driven away.
Ye Xinning, "..."
So this person? Could things get any more bizarre?
Ye Xinning rubbed her temples and turned to go inside.
As soon as Ye Xinning stepped inside, he heard laughter coming from inside. Puzzled, he approached.
In the living room, Ye Zhimu was being held in someone's arms. The man's broad back gave people a sense of security.
Ye Xinning was still wondering when the man turned around. When she saw his face clearly, Ye Xinning was shocked. "Dad."
The person holding Ye Zhimu at this moment was none other than Song Zhengchu, whom he hadn't seen for four years.
“You’re in. It’s been four years. Do you still recognize me as your father?” Song Zhengchu said angrily, holding Ye Zhimu in his arms.
Ye Xinning knew that her departure without saying goodbye four years ago was her own willfulness, and touched her nose.
"Dad, when did you arrive?"
"You've only been here a short time, and my little granddaughter is so adorable. How have you been raising her for the past four years?"
It's clear that Song Zhengchu really likes Ye Zhimu.
“He’s much more cheerful than the little Mo Jing that Shen Lin keeps around.” Song Zhengchu looked Ye Zhimu up and down and added.
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