Ye Yongning was not surprised by Chu Yanhan's targeting; a person who had just reclaimed a treasured possession would naturally be very tense about it. He merely curled his lips in a warm, scholarly smile.
Seeing Ye Yongning walk towards the hotel, Jiayi still felt somewhat embarrassed. She hitched up her skirt and took a few steps to catch up, "Uncle Ye."
Ye Yongning stopped, smiling, "Jiayi."
"Don't be mad at my daddy."
"How could I be? We're all adults here." Ye Yongning's response was as light as a cloud, as gentle as a breeze.
Jiayi took a deep breath, but couldn't resist adding, "Are you angry with my mommy?"
Ye Yongning looked at her, half-joking, half-serious, "Sometimes I think, it takes a lot of fate for two people to keep coming together and remain together despite breaking apart, just like your daddy and mommy. Maybe in this lifetime, my fate with your mommy isn't that profound. Since that's the case, let's just leave it to destiny."
