When Ling Sheng saw them, her nose felt sour and her eyes swelled up. She could not help but want to cry. She rushed towards Huo Ci and ran into his arms. She called out sincerely, "Dad!"
Huo Ci did not react for a moment. He looked at the wretched girl who was charging towards him and subconsciously wanted to push her away. However, his hand froze in mid-air. After a moment, he hugged her gently while she cried. He had not died yet, he thought to himself. In the end, he comforted her gently. "It's alright now."
Sigh, forget it. That wretched girl must have been frightened as well. Thinking about how ugly she looked when she chased after the car at night, his heart softened.
Nangong Lengyu also walked over and hugged her daughter.
Huo Ci hugged both mother and daughter. He suddenly felt that his life was perfect at that moment.