Having lived in this world for twenty-six years, he had never felt so touched as today. Leaning against the transparent glass quietly watching the little thing inside, Lin Mubai remained still, like he had turned into a statue.

The little one in the incubator seemed to sense that Dad had come and unexpectedly showed a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Lin Mubai’s heart fluttered once again, and at this moment, he felt an overwhelming urge to have close contact with the little one. He eagerly looked for a nurse.

"Can I go in and see my daughter?"

The nurse nodded cooperatively, "Of course you can, but the child is still a bit weak right now, so you’ll need to change into sterile clothing to go in with me."

"Sure, sure." The thought of being able to get close to the baby made Lin Mubai’s eyes sparkle with delight.

Following the nurse, he put on the sterile clothes and underwent specialized sterilization before Lin Mubai walked, step by step, towards his little princess.

After the nurse brought him in and gave a brief explanation, she retreated to the door, leaving the remaining time to this father and daughter.

"Baby, Dad is here, are you happy?"

Many years later, when Lin Mubai looked at his graceful and elegant daughter, it was hard to imagine that the first time he saw her, she was so tiny, lovable, and it was difficult to fathom how she grew from that little one into this.

After staying in the incubator room for quite a while, Lin Mubai asked the nurse if he could take a few photos to show his wife. With the nurse’s permission, he took a few not-so-clear photos through the transparent sterile clothing before leaving reluctantly.

"Baby, Mom is still in the ward recovering from giving birth to you, so remember to be filial to Mom in the future."

After lingering for quite some time, Lin Mubai finally left unwillingly.

On the way back to the ward, his mind was full of the image of his little princess, and many times, he couldn’t help but smile just by thinking.

As he pushed the door open and entered the ward, An Nan looked at him with a peculiar expression, "What’s with that? Did you find some money?"

Lin Mubai’s handsome face twisted briefly, then was replaced by a joyful smile. Holding his phone in hand, he rushed forward eagerly, "Wife, look how cute our baby is."

Originally filled with disdain, An Nan’s attention was quickly attracted, "Hurry, bring it over and let me see."

Once An Nan had the phone, she was reluctant to put it down.

"Wife, you’ve been looking for a while now, maybe it’s time to rest. You’re still in the postpartum period, and it’s not good for your eyes."

"Move aside."

"Wife..."

"Shut up, why are you so naggy when you’re not even old?"

"Wife, you’re dissatisfied with me."

"I am dissatisfied with you, what can you do about it?"

Well, he couldn’t do anything, so he obediently kept quiet.

Meanwhile, Young Master Lin felt a strong feeling that he had fallen out of favor, and his wife didn’t love him anymore.

Halfway through the room.

"Wife, it’s time to rest."

"Get lost." How dare he interrupt her watching the precious daughter; damned.

"Wife, you don’t love me anymore." She actually told him to get lost.

"Mm, right." Men, what’s there to love.

Suddenly, An Nan remembered they were already divorced. She then raised her angry dark eyes to glare at him, "I remember we’re already divorced, so stop calling me wife, it’s not good if people misunderstand."