Gong Tingxuan turned his head to look at Han Yuxuan again. That sleeping little face really resembled Han Yi...
In the past, when Lin Ruoxi brought this little girl over, he never looked at her directly even once.
Because of his dislike, he scorned her.
But now, she lay beside him, her lovely little face rosy red, her little mouth so much like Han Yi's, and those thick eyelashes.
The more he looked, the cuter she appeared.
"Looks alike!"
"Since she looks like me, could you treat her a bit better? Just as if she were the younger me!"
Han Yi squinted her eyes.
The first thing she wanted to do was to have Gong Tingxuan fully accept Han Yuxuan, so that the little girl could live happily in the Gong Family.
She didn't want to force Gong Tingxuan to do anything.
She could only guide him, to nurture the bond between father and daughter.
