Pei Yan had made up his mind. He was going to impose himself on the Mei family.
This was the closest he could be to Mei Wanying, and he wouldn't leave even if it killed him.
Unless Ah Yin left with him.
After taking the antidote, Pei Yan made his way to the front courtyard.
He had yet to see Ling.
She was Mei Wanying's daughter, so she had to be just as innocent and lovely.
As Pei Yan pictured his daughter's face, what appeared in his mind instead was Mei Wanying as a little girl.
She had her hair in two topknots, her little face round and adorable. It was only later, when she grew up and lost her baby fat, that her face became a perfect oval.
No matter what she looked like, she was always beautiful.
'Ling must look exactly like Ah Yin did as a child.'
'Perhaps… she even looks a little like me?'
'After all, I am Ling's father.'
Pei Yan didn't like children, but with Mei Wanying as the mother, how could he possibly not love this child?
A sudden nervousness gripped him.
