Hearing that his daughter could make sounds, Qin Yang immediately dropped everything and rushed into the room.
Little Qi Qi, who was over 20 days old, was awake and had grown fair and chubby. She wore a small red bellyband, waving her lotus-like little arms and legs, while pouting her lips and cooing.
Yuan Bao was also in the room, pacing in circles and whimpering, either not understanding the commands of his little master or trying to communicate with her.
Lin Chuxia was even more engaged, bowing her head and chatting back and forth with her daughter in coos and gurgles.
Seeing Qin Yang return, Lin Chuxia's eyes sparkled, "Qin Yang, come here quickly, Qi Qi is talking."
As Qin Yang stepped forward, little Qi Qi's gaze immediately locked onto him, her little pouty mouth moving: "Coo… coo…"
Qin Yang's heart melted, "Missing daddy, aren't you? Come on, let daddy hold you…"
