Pei Yan told Ling to poke him with a needle.
The little baby didn't understand. She just sobbed, her tears falling as her little nose turned red. She looked so pitiful.
Mei Wanying tried to take her daughter back, but Pei Yan refused.
He held the tiny Ling close, not daring to meet Mei Wanying's eyes.
He said stubbornly, "I can calm her down."
Mei Wanying frowned. "I need to talk about something important."
Pei Yan held his daughter even tighter. 'Is she going to kick me out again after we're done talking?'
His voice was muffled as he said, "It's rare for me to see Lingling. I want to spend a little more time with her."
Mei Wanying had to laugh.
'This man is such a blatant liar!'
'What day *doesn't* he come to the old residence to see Lingling?'
'So where does this "rare" come from?'
Pei Yan braced himself. "You're a parent too. You should understand how I feel."
