Nan Ningyi cried, "I won't call him dad!!! I have a dad!"
Hearing her crying, Xu Mohan came in, "What's wrong with her?"
Nan Yuesheng handed her daughter, who had changed clothes, to him, "You ask her."
Xu Mohan hugged Ningyi and kissed her face, "Why are you crying?"
"Uncle, are you going to marry my mom?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't you wait for me to grow up?!"
Xu Mohan was taken aback, then realized what she meant and laughed, carrying her away from here.
When Nan Yuesheng came out, Nan Ningyi was giggling happily in Xu Mohan's arms, getting along harmoniously. She curved her eyes, "She was just crying, and now she's laughing again."
"Mom! Uncle said that in the future he will take me to school and pick me up every day."
Nan Yuesheng asked with a smile, "In the future, you should call him dad."
"But Uncle agreed that I don't have to call him dad."
Xu Mohan looked at her, "Sheng'er, shall we go?"
"Okay."
