Li Beicheng could withstand Yan Shuirou's tears, but he couldn't help but put Ya'er close to his heart.
Yet if he agreed to her now, then there would be no chance for him and Yan Xiaye, and the whereabouts of his and Yan Xiaye's child remains unknown; if he remembers correctly, that child should be a boy.
Compared to that child, Ya'er had already received too much. He was willing to give her all that a father should, but kinship and love were ultimately two different matters. To the extent he once loved Yan Shuirou, he is now equally repulsed by her.
"Daddy, why won't you pay any attention to Ya'er?" The little girl sniffled pitifully, clinging to Li Yuntang's leg, crying uncontrollably.
