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In the morning, there was a gentle knock outside the door.

Awakened by the sound, Panpan opened her eyes, her vision was full of pink. She sat up for a few moments and looked directly at the elegant handwriting on the cupboard: [Little Darling's toy cabinet]. She sat under the pink gauze curtain and finally remembered.

In the future, this is her home, this room full of father's love for his daughter, this belongs to her.

Panpan stood up and opened the door. Outside, a handsome man in an apron smiled and said, "Get up and eat. Dad already cooked."

After she tidied up and opened the door again, she saw the man humming while putting chopsticks on the table, which was full of food.

Seeing Qiao Panpan, Wei Mingyan had a wider smile on his face and a higher tone in his magnetic voice. She could hear that he was very happy. "Panpan, you can sit down and eat first. I'll call your mother."

Panpan sat down hesitantly. On the white table, there were all kinds of dishes. On the far left, there was a beautiful vase with beautiful roses, which might have been sprinkled with water before. A few drops of water were hanging on the flowers and leaves. It was very beautiful.

A clean and bright room, pleasant and comfortable environment, and waking up to freshly cooked breakfast. This is the first time she has ever felt this in her 18 years of life.

"Just use a wheelchair, it's too much trouble for you ..." Qi Ya's gentle and charming voice came from the room. In Panpan's memories, she had never heard her mother speak in this tone.

Qi Ya is gentle, but also strong. Panpan never thought that one day, she would be like this. Like a young girl, trusting and acting spoiled with others.

Then Panpan realized that the reason why her mother did this was that the person who spoiled her came back.

The man's pleasant voice kindly sounded, "No trouble at all, I feel full of energy when I hold you."

Qi Ya blushed because of what he said and gave him a gentle slap on his arm. "Sweet talker."

Wei Mingyan came out with her in his arms and put her gently on the chair. When he saw that Qi Ya was seated steadily, he was a little uneasy and supported her.

"Come on, sit down quickly. I won't fall down."

In the face of her husband's thoughtfulness, the smile on Qi Ya's face did not diminish one bit. Suddenly she saw her daughter looking at them, her face became redder.

"I'll bring out the soup. You eat it first."

"You have a leg injury. Let little darling carry it."

"It's okay. It's okay. I'm so happy, my leg doesn't hurt at all."

Wei Mingyan said, while limping he turned and went to the kitchen, always with a smile on his face.

The smile of Qi Ya's lips did not fall. She happily looked at her husband's back for a while before turning to ask her daughter:

"Panpan, did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good." Panpan replied, looking at the two dark circles under the pair of eyes opposite her, she wondered, "Mom, did you sleep well last night?"

"Mom and Dad haven't seen each other for such a long time. After chatting for one night, I was so sleepy in the morning. Your dad still had to get up to make breakfast and said he wanted us to try his cooking."

With that, Qi Ya looked at the food on the table and said with a slight smile, "He couldn't even steam rice at home back then, I didn't expect that he could stir-fry so many dishes now."

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