"Daddy's back~"
The sweet sound of a child's voice resonated through the hospital ward.
Sheng Siyuan stood at the doorway and immediately spotted his little girl, exuberant as a swallow, rushing to find him.
And the woman sitting by the small table also stood up in surprise.
"I'm back. Were you a good girl today, Little Bun? Did you take good care of Mommy?"
Siyuan squatted down and enveloped the little bundle in his arms.
Little Bun nodded her head happily.
"Of course, I was good. Wow, Daddy, are these flowers for Mommy? They're so beautiful."
The four-year-old girl, already fond of beauty, clapped her little hands in excitement upon seeing the bright red roses in her father's hands.
Yin Hehe also walked to the doorway at this moment.
Seeing more flowers, her pale cheeks flush with sickness, grew a touch of pink, and her beautiful amber eyes could not hide her delight.
"Not only that, I also have some for my little cutie."