“Dad, are you worried about something?”

Pan Mingyue pulled her father’s arm, cocking her head at his expression.

Pan Zihui smiled and reached out to bop Pan Mingyue’s nose. “Dad was just thinking about what to get for my baby’s next start-of-school present.”

“I want a car!”

“Alright, if my darling wants a car, we’ll get you a car. When we return, Dad will also hire a driver for you.”

“I want to drive myself.”

“Then, that’ll have to wait until you’re old enough.”

Jiang Yin walked behind them, smiling as she watched the laughing father-daughter pair. Their family had always been blessed, and she’d never regretted putting aside her pride to chase after this man. Ultimately, it was worth it. Pan Zihui was a good husband, and an even better...