The next day, Ding Yiyi was dressing up to report to the crew. The door was lightly buttoned. She turned around and said, "Miss Xia."

Xia Yihan handed her a box. "This is what your father asked me to give you."

Ding Yiyi opened it and saw a pair of small earrings. She laughed. "He only knows that Ao Xue likes to take these things, but he doesn't know that I hate them most."

"No parent doesn't care for his child, and no parent doesn't want his child to be happy." Xia Yihan thought of Ye Nianmo and Ye Chuqing, with soft eyes.

Ding Yiyi laughed.'But there will still be...