After arranging matters at the company,
Sun Dasheng went back to his hometown.
His parents, Wu Xiaoli, and the child were still waiting for him there.
Since the last time they celebrated their eldest daughter An'an's first birthday banquet, it wasn't long till the New Year, so they simply stayed at home.
"You're back?" Wu Xiaoli, holding the child, opened the door with a look of surprise as she saw him.
"Yeah, let me hold the baby." Sun Dasheng put down his luggage on the ground and picked up the little one in his arms, teasing her with a smile, "Did you miss Daddy?"
The little one shyly turned her head to the side.
Wu Xiaoli picked up Sun Dasheng's luggage and explained, "The girl hasn't seen you in a while, she's a bit shy, it'll get better after a while."
"I know, it's my fault for not having time to be by her side," Sun Dasheng reproached himself for three seconds, then walked inside with his daughter in his arms.
Because they knew he was coming,
