"What happened?" Ye Mingmei asked anxiously.
"..."
Meimei retreated in a panic, shaking her head desperately.
Her big watery eyes were brimming with tears, on the verge of crying out of fear.
She caught sight of Ye Zhanxing walking down the stairs and immediately turned towards him.
"Grandpa..."
"What's wrong with my little princess, why are your eyes red? Don't cry, don't cry, grandpa cares." Ye Zhanxing bent down to pick up the little girl and then turned to glare at Ye Mingmei.
"Why can't you speak softly to the child? Can't you see you've frightened my little treasure?"
"Dad..."
Ye Mingmei approached and pulled Ye Zhanxing's arm, "You used to say I was your most cherished treasure, but now all you see is Meimei!"
"You're already a mother, yet you're jealous of your own daughter. Come, little princess, tell grandpa what your mom did to upset you and make you cry."
Ye Zhanxing carried Meimei towards the sofa with a robust yet tender demeanor.
