"What's wrong …" Why are you crying again? " Shen Canghao was scared witless by her earth-shattering cries. He was immediately at a loss for what to do, but at this time, the sound of footsteps and panicked sobs came from the stairs, "Warm, warm? What's wrong with you? Why are you crying like this? "

The warmth, which was originally in Shen Canghao's embrace, now began to struggle desperately, "Mother, mother …" I want my mother! "

"What are you going to do? Shen Canghao, you're not even letting a child go? "What did you do with Warmth?"

When she went back to her bedroom to bathe and change her clothes, she actually did not see him sneakily slip out. When she just came out of the bathroom, she heard her daughter wailing and crying, and now she rushed out with her bare feet wrapped in a bathrobe.

Shen Canghao's hair hung on his shoulders, which was wet from the shower, and his face was delicate and white after coming out of the shower. The fragrance of the shower gel lingered in the living room, and Shen Canghao couldn't help but lose his focus, but the moment he blanked out, the happiness in his eyes had already snatched the warmth away. She tightly hugged the warmth, pressing her face into her daughter's tear-soaked face and coaxed gently, "Darling, don't cry …" Afraid? "Not afraid, not afraid, mom is here …"

"Mom, uh... Mom, it's warm, uh... Warmth is scary, uncle is scary... Uh, uh … "Sob, sob, sob …"

Warmth burped as she cried. Her small face was red and swollen, and she was lying on her shoulder while twisting her face, unwilling to raise it up …

When she saw the warm look on his face, she could not help but feel annoyed. She wanted nothing more than to curse the man in front of her!

"Shen Canghao, what did you do? Are you still human after you've turned it into this kind of warmth? "

Her entire body trembled, and she tried her best to suppress her voice and her anger. If it weren't for the fact that she had her daughter by her side, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold back and would have started shouting at him!

"I, I didn't do anything … "I don't know why Warmth cried …"

Shen Canghao looked eagerly at his little daughter in his arms. He wanted to hug her, but he didn't dare to, because he was afraid that she would cry nonstop and that his throat would hurt. He was also afraid that she would misunderstand what he was trying to do.

"How can you cry like this without doing anything warm?"

Huaiyan looked at the trembling little girl in her arms and couldn't help but tear up. How could her daughter be so pitiful? He was born without a father, but when his father stood in front of her as a mother, he didn't tell her …

"Yan Yan Yan, don't cry …"

He wanted to hug them both in his arms, but he was afraid of being warm and repulsed by them. He was afraid of him, the urge to get close to his daughter, and the nervousness and contradiction of not paying attention to him. He had never felt so chaotic in his life before …

"Go …" Don't appear in front of us, go! "

His face was red and swollen, and his eyes let go of a hand to push him. Shen Canghao let her desperately push him, causing his tall and upright body to stumble, but he neither dodged nor dodged. He only stared at the two of them, afraid that the happiness would cause them to cry again due to the pain of the warmth …

"Yan Yan Yan, slow down a little. You're hugging warmth …" Shen Canghao reached out his hands to support her warm back. Seeing that Huaiyan was holding her with only one hand, even her nightdress was rolled up to reveal her inner room, he couldn't help but reach out to hug his daughter …

"Go! I forbid you from appearing in front of me again, and forbid you from making me cry! " When she saw his expression, she couldn't help but feel her throat tighten. She couldn't stop herself from crying again …

"Warm is my daughter, is it not?" She pushed him to the door, but he didn't move a muscle. He only grabbed her wrist and held her in his arms, asking in a low, hoarse voice.

"No, that's not it!" The little girl hugged her face and started crying again. The crying sound was not as loud as before and had already become hoarse, causing Shen Canghao's heart to ache. This child was his flesh and blood, and the moment he saw her, he knew that this pretty and intelligent girl could only be his, Shen Canghao's daughter!

"Yan Yan Yan, stop pushing it. If you want me to leave, then I will. First, put down the warmth. I must have touched her …"

He released his hand and wanted to hug his daughter, but when he saw the alert look on her face, he lowered his eyes again and walked to the side while hugging the warm, crying face. Sure enough, his forehead had already turned red.

"Yanyan, Qingrou told me that she's over five years old." Shen Canghao also followed along, his gaze landing on his daughter's little face, which was full of guilt and love. When he raised his head, he just so happened to meet her warm, infatuated eyes. Shen Canghao also followed, his gaze landing on his daughter's small face, which was full of guilt and love.

"Yan Yan, tell me, Warmth is my daughter, right?" He half bent down and looked at his daughter's guarded yet curious eyes secretly looking at him. His eyes became sore, and he almost couldn't hold back the sobs that were on the verge of spilling out.

Huan Yan did not say anything. She bit her lips and did not dare to look at him, nor did she dare to look at the warm, warm gaze of the patrolling soldiers.

She was not a good mother. For her sake, she was too heartless and selfish.

"Yan Yan, speak up. Tell me, Warmth is my daughter, not your and Zeng Yaxi's child …"

Shen Canghao gently shook his smiling shoulder as his voice became more and more rough …

"I'm not Asai's father's child... Uh, my mom said my dad went a long way, uh... "Where? He doesn't want my mother anymore …"

The warm, sobbing voice that was originally nestling in the arms of the smiling woman suddenly opened her mouth. Her wet eyes fixed on Shen Canghao, "You don't want my mother … "Uncle?"