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  He clicked on the screen and began to search. In a split second, various versions of the little mermaid popped out.

  There were dramas, movies, and stories……

  He chose the story version and clicked on it.

  “At the bottom of the deep blue ocean, there was a huge majestic-looking castle. Six beautiful princesses lived there. The youngest princess was the most beautiful of them all. She had long golden hair……”


  Ming Ansheng began to recite the story, and he sounded a little tipsy.

  He was feeling rather good when Su Xiaojiao started to cry again.

  What happened? Ming Ansheng frowned. “I’m reading the little mermaid now. Why are you crying again?”


  As he said that, he used a tissue to dab Su Xiaojiao’s tears away.

  In between sobs, Su Xiaojiao replied, “You’re so fast.”


  Ming Ansheng understood despite her choked voice and unclear pronunciation. He felt defeated.

  Ming Ansheng cast a disdainful look at Su Xiaojiao. But he knew that the most pressing issue was to stop her from crying. He glanced back at his phone and adjusted his speed. “At…… the bottom…… of the…… deep blue ocean……”


  “I don’t want……” Su Xiaojiao angrily shifted her face away and bawled. “You’re so slow. Daddy is good.”


  She grumbled that he was too fast and now he was too slow…… This girl was really……

  But wait. What did she say? Daddy is good?

  Did she mean that her daddy was better at telling a story?

  A pang of jealousy seized Ming Ansheng. He pressed his palms against the couch, rose, and sat down next to Su Xiaojiao. He slumped back against the couch and held his phone.

  He deliberated for a moment before starting once more. “At the bottom of the deep blue ocean……”


  He was reading it from his heart.

  The girl finally stopped crying for good. She sat quietly and didn’t move at all.

  Ming Ansheng’s voice became softer as he stole furtive glances at Su Xiaojiao.

  The girl was still sitting in an upright position as though she was praying.

  Even though he knew that Xiaojiao was asleep, Ming Ansheng still finished the entire story.

  He placed his phone down as he gazed at Su Xiaojiao’s rosy cheeks.

  Her mouth was slightly open—she was drooling.

  As Ming Ansheng watched her, he felt as though there was a pair of gentle hands tenderly rubbing his heart.

  Ming Ansheng thought to himself.

  Did he read a story?

  Even Beibei didn’t have this privilege, although he was……

  Ming Ansheng was deep in thought when the doorbell disrupted him.

  He sprang and sat up before looking at the door.

  The doorbell incessantly rang, and he could imagine how anxious the person must be. Of course, he knew that there could only be one person.

  He bent his head and smiled bitterly to himself.

  Ming Ansheng, you will be sued for abduction.

  He rose and walked towards the door with an unsteady gait. He felt as though he was walking amongst the clouds.

  Ming Ansheng helplessly responded, “Coming.”


  He reached the door and opened it.

  A petite figure flew past him, and she turned to glare at him.

  He was jolted back to his senses.