Fu Beijue’s gaze fell first on Ye Jingzhan’s face, and then looked at Xiao Yingyin.
During this period of time, he had thought more than once how wonderful it would be if Little Yinyin was his own daughter.
But it turned out that this was really his daughter.
No wonder he was not half resistant to Little Yinyin, no wonder Little Yinyin would call him Daddy ……
“Little Yinyin, come to daddy.”
Fu Beijiu beckoned.
The little girl let go of her mommy’s hand and walked towards the hospital bed with her little legs.
Her big grape-like eyes stared at Fu Beijiu’s arm, where gauze was wrapped and blood was seeping out, looking a little frightening.
The little girl stretched out her soft fingers and gently touched the injury, then blew on it and asked in a soft voice, “Daddy, does it still hurt?”
Fu Beijue’s heart melted into a puddle: “No, it doesn’t hurt at all.”
He took the little girl into his arms and his gaze fell on Ye Jingzhan’s body at the door.
A long, long time ago, he had felt that this child looked particularly similar to Fu Ziyan; he had previously thought that they were cousins who looked alike, but now he realised that they were real brothers, and quadruplet brothers at that.
He raised his hand and said in a slow voice, “Jing’er, come here too.”
Ye Jingzhan pursed his lips and slowly walked over, bowing his head and shouting, “Uncle Fu.”
Fu Beijue’s eyebrows rose: “Uncle Fu? Didn’t your mommy teach you what you should call me?”
Ye Jingzhan’s thin lips pursed, and his fingers clenched into fists.
He was silent and did not speak.
“My daddy even praised you for being smart, you’re not very smart either!” Fu Ziling hummed and said, “You should call daddy, my daddy is your daddy, how come you are not as smart as me!”
Ye Jingzhan silently gave him a blank stare.
He had known about this 800 years ago, but knowing was one thing, being willing to call out for daddy was another.
“Jing’er, Fu Ziling is right, you should call me daddy.” Fu Beijue raised his hand and stroked his hair, pulling him over in a smooth motion, “These four years were my negligence, leaving you and Little Yinyin without the protection and love of a father, but none of that will happen in the future, in the future Daddy will protect you, whatever Fu Ziyan and Fu Ziling have, you and Little Yinyin will have.”
Fu Ziling blinked his big eyes, “Daddy, or how about this, let Ye Jingzhan be your son, I’ll go and be a son to Mommy, from now on I’ll live with Mommy, okay?”
“No!” Ye Jingzhan interrupted with a frown, “I don’t want to live in the Fu family!”
He broke away from Fu Beijue’s hand and stood back up next to Ye Yunla.
Fu Beijiu: “……”
He raised his eyes and looked over, Fu Zi Ling and Ye Jing Zhan were standing left and right beside Ye Yunla, Fu Zi Yan was a little further away, but the standing position was also very telling.
And the only thing he had was the little cotton wool in his arms.
He was just glad that there was another child more dependent on him when little Yinyin broke away from his arms and flung herself into Ye Yunla’s arms.
It was as if she was afraid that her mommy would leave her at the Fu family and not care.
Fu Beijiu: “……”
It’s over, the little cotton jacket is also leaking.
Ye Yunla hadn’t slept well all night last night, and she had a very complicated mood when she saw Fu Beiji, but seeing several children playing around, all that pent-up anger in her heart had quietly dissipated a lot.
She squatted down and stroked Ye Jingzhan’s hair and said, “Jing’er, he is indeed your daddy, go and call out to daddy.”
A father’s love is an indispensable force in a child’s growth, as could be seen in Little Yinyin’s body.
And Jing’er was dull and too heavy-hearted, if there was fatherly love involved in his growth, Jing’er might also become a carefree and sunny boy.
Ye Jingzhan had always had his own ideas, but he had also always listened to Ye Yunla.
He pursed his lips and still obediently walked over to Fu Beijue and shouted softly to him, “Daddy.”
His voice was so small that he could not be heard unless he listened carefully, but Fu Beijue did not give him a hard time and said with a smile, “Good boy Jing’er, this is a gift Daddy has prepared for you.”