"Lady Xin, it's not convenient right now, so this is the only way Ningning can pay her respects. Please don't blame me. She called you 'Mother' just now. Did you hear her? She's grown up now, almost five years old."
Xie Suzhi's gaze softened with affection as he held the memorial tablet.
Just looking at her name, Shen Siyi, was enough to conjure the image of his beloved wife's smile.
Xie Suzhi sat on a cushion, his back leaning against the altar table, and let out a heavy sigh.
"Ever since you passed away, I have been overwhelmed with grief. If it weren't for my search for our daughter, I would have followed you long ago."
"But now, I have a new responsibility. I must raise her well, make up for the fatherly love she's missed, and protect her from even the slightest harm."
As he spoke, Xie Suzhi's gentle, refined eyes grew red.
