Watching her mother cry as she held Chi Zaozao, Ye Que walked over and took their daughter from Chi Zaozao's arms, grumbling unhappily, "It's a good thing you're back. Isn't it unlucky to cry?"
Actually, the moment he saw it was Chi Zaozao, Ye Que was very surprised, very excited, and he also wanted to cry.
But he's a man. How could he easily show his emotions like that?
He didn't cry. He adjusted his emotions well, and perhaps in the eyes of others, he seemed very indifferent about Chi Zaozao's return.
Only he knew how fulfilled he felt inside.
"Right, right, this is a happy occasion. Why am I crying? It's unlucky."
Xue Rong said guiltily and quickly led Chi Zaozao to sit down at the dining table.
Chi Zaozao sat down, looked at Ye Zhenhua beside her, and respectfully called out, "Daddy."
The excitement in Ye Zhenhua's heart was no less than Xue Rong's, but he was not a man who was good at expressing himself. He wouldn't cry like his wife.
