The little girl had her fill and was sweetly smacking her tiny lips, ready to sleep.

Meeting his gaze, her little mouth curved into a smile.

Meimei seemed to know who saved her, and she particularly liked to smile whenever she saw him.

It’s rare to see a newborn who loves to smile as much as she does.

To smile only at one person is even rarer.

"Just like Tingye, she’s a little smartie, but how come this little smartie hits the spot with me so well." Diwu Zexuan squinted slightly, stepped forward, and reached out to take Meimei from Ye Mingmei’s arms.

He held her little hand, bringing it to his eyes for a look.

"A very pretty pair of hands, indeed they have the aptitude for medicine, just don’t know if you’ll be interested when you grow up."

Diwu Zexuan’s voice was gentle, with a hint of casualness.

But to everyone else’s ears, it was deafening.

Did he mean that if Meimei wanted to learn medicine, he would consider taking a disciple?

Diwu Zexuan was the foremost figure in Asian medicine.

Even globally, it’s hard to find anyone who can match him.

For such a legendary person to say such words to a newborn of just one day, everyone was stunned.

"...Thank you." After a long while, Ye Mingmei found her voice again, speaking with some choke in her throat.

She never had the opportunity to properly thank Diwu Zexuan.

Meimei was Yu Xiuzhun’s child. Yu Xiuzhun had made many mistakes, and although he had been punished, Ye Mingmei couldn’t help but worry that they might dislike Meimei because of Yu Xiuzhun.

She never expected Diwu Zexuan to hold her daughter in such high regard.

Watching her bewildered daughter in her arms, Ye Mingmei’s eyes moistened a little.

If only Yu Xiuzhun could be by her side now, to see everyone’s love for Meimei, he would surely regret all the mistakes he made back then.

"It’s fate between me and her, and besides, she might not even like it, I, Diwu Zexuan, don’t force others." Diwu Zexuan returned the baby to the incubator and walked back to Rui Hui’s side.

With an air of arrogance mingled with dignity.

No need for words, the regal aura of a king emanated from Diwu Zexuan.

Everyone couldn’t help but look up to him.

Among all the people present, perhaps only Dan Hanjie could stand tall in front of him without feeling inferior.

"Give me a daughter." Diwu Zexuan pulled Rui Hui into his arms, lowered his gaze to stare into her lively eyes, his thin lips moved, whispering in a volume only the two of them could hear.

His daughter, Diwu Zexuan’s daughter, would definitely inherit the best of both of them, no less than anyone else.

If it weren’t for seeing Meimei, Diwu Zexuan wouldn’t have realized that having a little girlfriend from a past life was such an exciting thing to look forward to.

Not only could he have a little princess to inherit his legacy, but he could also provoke Dan Hanjie, who only had a little rival from a past life.

"It’s not up to me to decide whether to have a boy or a girl." Rui Hui rolled her eyes at him, but sweetly snuggled into his embrace.

She liked hearing him talk about having children; it gave her peace of mind.

She wouldn’t feel like she was the only one wanting a baby.

"Right, it’s up to me." Diwu Zexuan picked her up and strode out, then suddenly added, "I decide we’ll have a daughter, if it’s a son, that means you’re being disobedient."

"....."

Can we still have a pleasant chat?

Rui Hui was about to say something when she saw an assistant striding towards Diwu Zexuan, looking somewhat flustered.

Noticing Rui Hui was present, the assistant hesitated to speak.