Chapter 745

Congcong looked at Ling Zihan’s face, then at Chang Meihua and Fu Yurou, catching the encouragement in the eyes of his two beloved female elders. Only then did he shuffle forward with small, unsteady steps. He walked slowly, but Ling Zihan didn't rush him, keeping his hands outstretched and waiting patiently. When Congcong finally reached him, Ling Zihan scooped him up in one motion and stood up while holding him. No one can replace the role of a parent. Although Congcong had always grown up surrounded by love, he had never known the meaning of a father in Ling Zihan’s absence. Yet, at this moment, being held firmly and lifted high, he reached out his soft little hands to rest on Ling Zihan’s shoulders and suddenly felt something different.