Zhu E couldn't help but burst into laughter.
After a while, Chen Yi said softly, "You have a point. I'm probably a bit too utilitarian. That's not good, of course, but the way Qin Yue is now isn't good either."
"When water is too full, it spills over. Yue'er still needs more company. Don't let her spend time with officials always thinking about how to get benefits out of them."
Chen Yi agreed wholeheartedly. Qin Yue was two now, the best age to shape a child's worldview. It was better to let her clearly recognize who her father was. He didn't want to become a daughter-slave in the future, spending all day hardly saying a few words, and the only thing his own kid ever said to him was, "Old geezer, explode some gold coins."
Unlike a mother's love, a father's love always had to be meted out with the right measure.
"I'll come see her again tomorrow."
Leaving those words behind, Chen Yi turned and left.
