Bei Ran held the phone to her ear, listening as her daughter spoke with boundless admiration about seeing Gu Qingchen.
The child's admiration and reverence for her father was natural and inherent.
Her father was like a mountain, an unyielding, towering and magnificent peak.
Her father was like the ocean, an incessant and unfathomable deep sea that stretches for thousands of miles.
Bei Ran listened quietly, a faint smile occasionally spreading across her lips.
In Bei Xiaoyu's heart, Gu Qingchen was her father.
However, Bei Ran couldn't untie the knot in her heart.
Children are innocent and pure, but she was an adult; she had to remain calm and rational, not impulsive and naive like a child.
She had already decided to use the most scientific method to prove their father-son and father-daughter relationship.
After Bei Ran finished listening to Bei Xiaoyu's call, Tang Baijin had already smoked three cigarettes in a row.
