"Dad, please stop, I'm about to lose it!" Ye Chaochao said, her voice hoarse with a crying tone.
Shen Yi laughed, and he carefully wiped Ye Chaochao's tears with his thumb.
After a while, Shen Yi continued, "I don't know if Ji Yanlin will treat you well for the rest of his life. But if there comes a day when he doesn't, don't hold it in, don't be afraid of losing face, you must tell Dad. Dad will protect you."
"Mm, I know." Ye Chaochao's eyes were red, and tears still uncontrollably streamed from her eyes.
Shen Yi went on, "Even if Mom and Dad are no longer around..."
"Dad!" Ye Chaochao urgently interrupted Shen Yi, her gaze full of resentment, as if reproaching him for saying such inauspicious words.
Shen Yi didn't mind; he continued, "Dad is serious. Even if Mom and I are no longer here, your brother will always protect you. So never let yourself suffer, understand?"
"I know!" Ye Chaochao felt increasingly distressed the more she listened.
