"Alright, let's ignore them. Shanshan loves Daddy most, and Daddy loves Shanshan most."
He held her a bit tighter, his chin resting gently on the crown of her head.
Shanshan gripped Ling Anxun's hand, her little face flushed red.
Though she was young, she already knew how to protect this father who doted on her so completely.
Faced with the chatter of all her nosy relatives, she had a retort for every one of their comments.
Meanwhile, Ling Anxun stood at her side, his gaze sweeping over everyone.
He no longer overthought things just because Shanshan seemed a little distant.
In the past, his heart would sink if Shanshan so much as frowned or failed to call him "Daddy" just once.
But now, he had learned to be composed.
He was even deeply annoyed when his parents secretly brought up the subject of matchmaking.
That night, in the kitchen, he heard his mother say to his father,
