Chapter 783 Warmth

• "My silly girl, your mother has abandoned us, father and daughter. How can you still smile? Don't you miss your mother?"
• The little one seemed to understand, yet also seemed not to. She just smiled foolishly at Fu Junqi, while hugging his neck and intermittently murmuring, "Daddy... playing with dolls..."
• Fu Junqi's face darkened. This little one didn't know what was going on. Clearly, he, a living person, was standing right here, but all she saw were dolls or cars. How could he, as a father, bear this?