Chapter 547 - Qin Wenqian Meet Her Father III (1/2)
Itch...
There was a strange feeling on Qin Gengxin's face. He frowned in his dream when he felt something on his face, making him feel itchy and uncomfortable.
Qin Wenqian was lying face down on the soft blanket beside him due to his sudden sitting up. Qin Gengxin struggled for a long time before finally sitting up. His eyes began to ache from the harsh sunlight. He narrowed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. Then, he lowered his head to look at the bundle next to him.
At first glance, it looks like a little girl who was familiar to him. Moreover, this little girl looks exactly like the Qin Wenqian he saw in the photo. At that moment, Qin Gengxin was stunned.
”Heh heh.” Qin Wenqian obediently sat down next to him, holding a watercolor pen she had gotten from an unknown place, showing her crook teeth, looking happy as she tilted her head and looked at him, ”Daddy, you're up!”
Qin Gengxin was stunned for a moment. He thought he was still dreaming, and after staring at her for a long time, he finally revealed a confused expression, but he unconsciously raised his hand and placed it on the girl's head, awkwardly patting her. ”Qianqian?”
His voice was filled with uncertainty.
Qin Wenqian soon became very excited. She straightened her back and puffed out her plump stomach, then said with a smile, ”Daddy!”
After being called twice, Qin Gengxin apparently woke up from a wonderful dream and stared at her blankly. He raised his hand to tug his short hair, which was slightly messy from sleep, before turning his head to look around.
Why was he here?
Before he could even react, that small, meaty thing jumped into his embrace and sat right on his lap.
Qin Wenqian raised her face and looked at him hopefully. ”Daddy, you're really my father, aren't you?”
When she said that, she raised her head and kissed him right under his stubbled chin. ”Daddy, answer me. You really are my father. Daddy, you won't leave in the future, right?”
The soft, sticky voice belonged to a child. Because Qin Wenqian was still young, her speech was not smooth, and Qin Gengxin didn't really understand what she meant, but if he listened carefully, he could still understand the meaning behind her words.
Qin Gengxin didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the little girl sitting on his lap.
This is his daughter?
This is what he saw in the photos...
His daughter...
Qin Wenqian…
Only three years old, his daughter, with his blood on her …
Little Thing...
Because he didn't want to face his children two years ago, Qin Gengxin avoided her all the time. He was afraid that if he really did meet her, his heart would soften.