Ye Qian nodded with red eyes, looking up at her father and then lowering her head without making a sound, like a child throwing a tantrum. In Ye He Ping's eyes, his youngest daughter has always been understanding and gentle, but it's the first time he's seen her express her discontent with silence.
This small gesture unknowingly brought the two closer together.
Ye He Ping comforted his daughter, "Don't overthink it. Whether your mom and I separate or not, you will always be my daughter. It's just that instead of one home, you will have two. You can stay at either home you want. Isn't that right? At first, people on the outside might say something, but that's not important. What's important is that in my heart, you will always be my daughter."
