He was still so careful, sorting each photo one by one, meticulously writing blessings for his daughter Ji Weitian. The amount of love he poured into this task was beyond words.
The deeper he understood her, the more his heart ached.
He ached for her five years ago, alone, facing rumors and gossip, insisting on giving birth to their child.
And how she had alone, acted as both a mother and a father, caring for their daughter as she grew.
Qin Nanyu's shock expanded little by little in his heart.
Squatting on the ground, he flipped through the memory book over and over again, holding it like a priceless treasure, unwilling to put it down.
This was the time he had missed.
Not just about his daughter, but about her too.
After a long time, he reined in his emotions and placed the items back in the box, returning it to the wardrobe.
What was missed, was missed after all.
Fortunately, the gears of fate had brought her back to him.
This time, he would never let her go!
"Hmm..."
