Chapter 89: A mother's worries

"Jia'er!"

Ren Ye called out softly as he slightly tilted his head to get a good look at her, he struggled to curl his lips as he glanced at the little girl whose ears perked from the sound of her name.

"What is it, Papa?"

Ren Jia has been swinging her legs, casually looking back and forth between Grandpa Yi and Papa Ye. Her eyes immediately lit up with a contagious smile in them.

She nudged herself closer to her Papa and looked at him with an overjoyed expression.

Ren Ye inwardly sighed as he thought to himself, "It is rather nice to have a ball of sunshine next to you whenever you feel down. Ren Jia is as contagious as a virus except she brings more joy to me than anything will."

My daughter truly feels like a gift given to him by God.

"I have something for you," Ren Ye spoke calmly as he pulled something out of the void, five shiny balls appeared in his palm. Ren Ye looked toward Old Yi yearningly.