I Suddenly Got a Rich Husband and a Child
Chapter 351: 351: Really Want Daddy to Stay by My Side

Chapter 351: Chapter 351: Really Want Daddy to Stay by My Side

The door to the hospital room was pushed open, and a tall, slender man stepped inside. His movements were light and cautious, as though afraid to wake the mother and daughter asleep on the bed.

Other than the herbal medicine scent wafting from the little girl’s legs, the air carried Ye Weiwei’s distinctive fragrance. Xiao Jinghan placed a chair by the bedside and quietly sat down. He raised his hand, wanting to touch the little woman’s face, but stopped midway and withdrew.

After several moments of hesitation, the lightly sleeping little girl opened her eyes.

The soft, dim light from the night lamp at the bedside illuminated her pale little face, highlighting her fragility in full detail.

When the little girl saw Xiao Jinghan’s face clearly, her emotions surged with excitement.

But in the next moment, images of Mo Shishi’s family’s words surfaced, along with Ye Weiwei saying she wanted to revert to the past, and the little girl grew deeply heartbroken.

She opened her small mouth and silently mouthed the word, “Daddy.”

Then she bit her lip and shook her head, muttering to herself, “He can’t be my daddy.”

After speaking, tears rolled down her eyes—bright as the ocean of stars in the night sky—in large drops.

The little girl’s reaction was like thorns stabbing deep into Xiao Jinghan’s heart.

He hurt—hurt immensely.

He carefully extended his hand over Ye Weiwei’s arm and gently wiped the corners of his daughter’s eyes. The little girl pressed her lips tight, determined not to let herself sob aloud.

But in the end, she couldn’t hold back. Like a small kitten, she whimpered softly, her tiny hand reaching up to grasp Xiao Jinghan’s large hand. Once again, she silently called him, “Daddy.”

Those two words solidified Xiao Jinghan’s resolve.

He told himself that, no matter what happened this time, he would let them know his feelings.

He would be a good father to Xixi, and he would remove all of Ye Weiwei’s doubts.

With Xiao Jinghan staying by her side, the little girl’s tears gradually dried. Yet her tiny hand kept holding tightly onto Xiao Jinghan’s large one, refusing to let go.

Everyone has moments of attachment; even a child isn’t exempt from this.

Her daddy’s hand was large and warm; she liked her daddy and deeply wished he could stay by her side. Could he? Could he stay forever?

These thoughts swirled repeatedly in the little girl’s heart until her heavy eyelids finally fell, and she drifted off to sleep.

Only when the child fell into a deep sleep did Xiao Jinghan leave.

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On Friday, Ye Weiwei returned from the film set—it was already six o’clock in the evening. Nan Xin had to rush off to Shengshi World for work, so Ye Weiwei didn’t hold her back and instead stayed in the hospital room to feed the little girl dinner.

She had just finished feeding a bowl of porridge when Little Baozi stood at the door, his eyes red and pitifully gazing at the mother and daughter.

When Ye Weiwei noticed the little guy, she felt a pang of heartache and quickly set down the porridge bowl, beckoning Little Baozi to come inside.

As soon as Little Baozi stepped in, he burrowed into Ye Weiwei’s embrace and hugged her waist tightly, saying with grievance, “Mommy, I’ve been bullied. Could you let me stay with you for two days?”

Ye Weiwei gently stroked the little guy’s head, her voice soft and tender, “Mommy wishes she could, but we’re at the hospital. It’s not convenient for you to stay here.”

“Then… Mommy, could you rest with me for two days?” Little Baozi wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and blinked his big, expectant eyes at Ye Weiwei.

Rest for two days?

Ye Weiwei furrowed her brow—tomorrow was Saturday, Xiao Jinghan and Mo Shishi’s engagement party. Little Baozi wanting to rest was clearly him trying to avoid attending his biological father’s engagement party.

“Baby, you know how important tomorrow is, right?” Ye Weiwei cupped the little guy’s face and spoke earnestly.

Little Baozi bit his lip, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes again as he stubbornly said, “Mommy, it’s important to them, not to me.”