Ye Qianning watched the man laugh, his smile so infectious it seemed almost magical. She couldn't help but grin herself, letting out a happy giggle.
Her childlike laughter rang out like silver bells, crisp and captivating.
For some reason, the men who had just been vehemently denying any connection to her felt a strange, inexplicable sensation as they watched this scene unfold.
Something deep inside them had been stirred—
Sang Yan smiled, relieved. 'Finally, someone who isn't pushing her away,' he thought. 'I don't know what's wrong with Gu Shuo and the others, trying to get rid of such an adorable daughter.'
'They'll live to regret this!'
"Hahaha! I was fated to be childless, but then heaven suddenly dropped a little dumpling in my lap! Let's go, daughter! Come home with your old man!" Xiang Minghou was overjoyed. He scooped Ye Qianning up and turned to leave.
"General Xiang, please wait," Sang Yan said, rising to his feet.
