The sight of those two, so youthful and intimate, was like a piercing ray of light, instantly shattering the hazy image in his memory of his daughter still wearing pigtails.
Then he saw the caption Shen Yuan had posted.
—If you love someone, don't make her wait until she's 35.
'And Shen Guohao, you dog, you actually liked it!'
"Hff…"
Old Li unconsciously sucked in a breath, as if something was caught in his throat. The knuckles of the hand gripping his phone were turning white.
The light from the screen illuminated the taut muscles of his face. His eyes, which normally held a touch of authority, were now wide and round, the two young faces clearly reflected in his pupils.
"This… this kid…"
A strong, bittersweet pang swelled within him.
Old Li felt a tightness in his chest, along with a complex, indescribable feeling.
He unconsciously ground his molars.
'No! I have to see what my daughter posted!'
