He bent down and held her small body in his arms.
Although his movements were not yet proficient, he was at least gentle enough, afraid of hurting this little thing even slightly.
"Daddy won't leave Chuchu, don't cry."
Softly comforting Chuchu, Shang Dongyuan wiped the tears from her face, a frown appearing between his brows.
Whenever this child cried, it made his heart ache severely.
They had barely met a few times, and their father-daughter relationship was just a pretense, so why did he feel this overwhelming sense of affection?
Shang Dongyuan found it hard to believe that he was such a person who liked children so much.
Obviously, whenever he visited Lou Xining's house, he was not very fond of getting close to his son.
"Wuwu..." Chuchu sobbed, hugging her daddy's neck, looking extremely pitiful.
She just got her daddy for a day and really didn't want to lose him.
Shang Dongyuan carried Chuchu to the living room, gently comforting her.
