What defines a good man? It's the ability to hide his grievances and anger, no matter how intense, from his wife and children. Ye Fei was undoubtedly such a man.
Upon hearing the voice, he immediately buried the bitterness and rage deep in his heart. He recognized the voice—it belonged to Fang Yuqian, Ye Xuan's daughter. And if the little girl was here, Ye Xuan wouldn't be far behind.
It had been a while since Ye Fei had seen the mother and daughter. After returning from the martial arts gathering, it seemed as if fate was playing tricks on them. Every time Ye Fei came, Ye Xuan happened to be away, leaving no time for them to share their feelings.
Turning around, Ye Fei smiled and said, "Isn't this my little Qian? Why aren't you in school today?" His gaze, however, drifted to Ye Xuan behind Fang Yuqian, filled with deep affection.