Seeing the flashing words 'Baby Daughter Xiaonuan' on the phone screen, Yan Jinan felt ultimate irony.
With a bitter smile, Yan Jinan quickly rejected the call.
Yan Binuan, sensing something wrong, swiftly sent a comforting text: "Dad, you haven't been responding to my messages or contacting me recently. Has something happened?"
"Dad, I know I've caused you a lot of trouble, but no matter what, please reply to me. I'm so worried about you."
The next sentence, Yan Binuan even added a sobbing tone.
Hearing these words from Yan Binuan, Yan Jinan's heart softened tremendously.
After all, she was the daughter he watched grow up.
Such a well-behaved daughter, such a good child, how could Yan Jinan not love her?
Yan Jinan knew he shouldn't but he couldn't help but reply Yan Binuan.
It was a text message: "I'm fine, please don't contact me for a while."
Yan Jinan's words were terse. This only made Yan Binuan more worried.
