"Mother was... completely fainted at the time, as if she was truly snatched by a ghost... knew nothing..." Zhu E looked bewildered, but soon regained calm and said, "... Did you thank Daddy?"
Qin Yue felt at a loss when she heard, turning her face away. That person had already approached with a smile, taking Qin Yue from Zhu E's hands.
Qin Yue didn't want to be held by him, but she had just received help and felt it wasn't proper to resist. Though a two-year-old child might not be able to write the words "one is short on words after taking help," she vaguely understood the principle.
Seeing his full expectation, staring intently at her, Qin Yue felt embarrassed and murmured softly:
"Thank you, Daddy..."
"Yue'er is really good," Chen Yi said with satisfaction, "Say it more, otherwise the ghost will come back. Yue'er is the best, right?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yue felt uncomfortable with the praise and shyly muttered, "Yue'er, called, called... one, two, three, four, four times."
