So, Xiao Sichen very gently peeled back a corner of the blanket and then lay down beside the little girl. He was afraid of making his daughter uncomfortable, so he intentionally kept a distance.
But the little girl grasped one of his hands, slowly raised it, and placed it near Ye Ranran's waist, then, like a little kitten, she curled up in Ye Ranran's embrace, turning her back on Xiao Sichen.
Understanding his daughter's intention, Xiao Sichen's body slowly moved closer to Ye Ranran. After embracing the mother and daughter, Xiao Sichen gazed at Ye Ranran's delicate face, his lips lifting slightly.
Ye Ranran, one day, you will become my wife, rightfully called 'Mother' by them.
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Meanwhile, at the Xiao Family home.
Tang Siqi sat on the floor crying, her face turning even whiter with her overwhelming emotions.
The Xiao Family's elderly patriarch was also furious, having smoked several cigarettes as he sat there, while the lady of the house kept speaking to comfort Tang Siqi.