Realizing she was thinking about Pei Yan again, Mei Wanying's expression shifted slightly, a flash of annoyance in her eyes.
She let out a subtle breath, forcing him from her thoughts.
Ling wrapped her arms around her neck. "Mama…"
Stretching out a small hand, she pointed at a tall figure in the distance. The little one's eyes sparkled. "Daddy…"
Shen Mingji was dressed in a dark brocade robe. Having trained in a military camp, he was tall and sturdy, looking quite different from the refined young masters of other families.
Unable to see his face, Ling had mistaken him for someone else.
Mei Wanying quickly covered the little one's mouth. "That's not your daddy. You can't just call out like that."
Ling frowned. 'But that *is* my daddy.'
She pushed her mama's hand away and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Daddy!"
Compared to before, Ling's speech was much clearer now.
You could clearly make out that she was calling for her daddy.
