9 Old Mother and New Father (2/2)

”Come, Xinxin. This is your new father. Can you call him 'Daddy' ?” Shen Yijun nodded her head as she pulled Xia Rouxin from behind her. Xia Ruoxin cast a look at her mother and she glanced at the strange man.

Then, in a soft timid voice, she called, ”Daddy”.

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”Ha… great. Good girl. Right, I have a daughter too but now, I don't know where she went to play.”

Xia Mingzheng's face glowed with affection at the moment of his daughter. She was his most treasured darling baby.

”Daddy…” a velvety voice rang. Then, like a flapping butterfly, a little girl ran right into Xia Mingzheng's arms. Xia Ruoxin tugged at the corner of her mother's blouse and looked at the little girl's attire with such envy. It looked beautiful, like a princess from a fairytale. But she could give it up as long as she had her mother. She moved closer towards Shen Yijun unconsciously.

”Ah…” Xia Mingzheng carried his baby daughter in his arms, ”Xuanxuan, this is your new mother and that is your new sister.” He pointed at Shen Yijun and Xia Ruoxin who were standing in front of them.

”I don't want a mother.” Xia Yixuan pouted her lips delicately. ”Nor do I want a new mother or even a sister. I only want Daddy. I hate them.”

Xia Mingzheng could only look apologetically at Shen Yijun. He had really spoilt her rotten. She was his only daughter, of course, it was inevitable.

”It's alright, Mingzheng. I understand.”

Shen Yijun simply shook her head but she had made up her mind to always treat Xia Mingzheng's daughter well. She could only truly call this place her home, where she would gain everything, once his daughter accepted her.

She loosened Xia Ruoxin's small hand but the little girl only held on tighter to her clothes.

”Mummy… ” She blinked her black eyes. A stream of tears had gathered on her eyelashes rapidly. Was her mother giving her up?

As she looked at her daughter's pitiful expression, Shen Yijun hesitated for a moment. Then, she hardened herself and pulled her hand away. And she walked towards Xia Mingzheng.