The richest man's parents were kidnapped, and his adorable son captivated the entire family.

Seeing this, Gu Yinshen's heart softened, and he quickly reached out to gently wipe away her tears.

His voice softened a bit: "Don't cry, Daddy's here... I won't leave you alone anymore."

Mengmeng nodded, her voice choked with emotion, her little hands gripping his clothes tightly as if they held the whole world in their grasp.

"Daddy, sob sob sob..."

Gu Yinshen gently pulled the little one into his arms, feeling her tiny body trembling, and felt an indescribable tenderness in his heart.

He patted her back gently and coaxed her softly, "Don't cry, Mengmeng. Daddy's here and will never leave you."

Mengmeng was so excited that tears streamed down her face.

She threw herself into Gu Yinshen's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

It was as if all the grievances and expectations that had been building up for years were being poured out at this moment.

Her small hands gripped Gu Yinshen's clothes tightly, her tears soaking his sleeves.

"Dad...do you really want to be my dad?"

Mengmeng's voice trembled, her soft and sweet tone filled with deep disbelief.

Gu Yinshen gently patted her back, his eyes filled with pity and tenderness. "Yes, Mengmeng, from now on, I am your father."

His voice was deep and powerful, carrying a reassuring strength.

With his comforting words, Mengmeng gradually calmed down.

She wiped away her tears with the back of her little hand.

She raised her head, and a joyful smile finally appeared on her rosy little face.

"Mengmeng has a dad! She really has a dad!"

A bright smile bloomed on her little face, as if the world had brightened up in that instant.

But Mengmeng's thoughts did not linger there.

She thought of her brother Gu Shiyu, who was always by her side. He was always fierce on the outside but gentle on the inside. She thought of his meticulous care for her and his proud concern.

She also thought of her second brother, Gu Shiche, the brother who always hid himself in the shadows. Although he didn't like to show himself, she knew he cared about her a lot, but he was used to closing himself off.

"Dad...do you think my older brother and second older brother would like me calling you Dad?"

Mengmeng raised her face, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Gu Yinshen was amused by her innocent question and nodded slightly.

"Of course they will like it, and they certainly hope that you can find happiness and warmth."

Hearing this, Mengmeng smiled even more brightly.

Although Tian Tian stole Uncle Lu's adoption opportunity, she gave Mengmeng a father... she thought to herself.

This result was better than she had expected.

She was no longer a lonely little girl, but had a real family, a father she could rely on, and gentle brothers. She felt incredibly lucky and happy.

In this heartwarming moment, Mengmeng suddenly wrinkled her nose, as if she had smelled something.

She looked up at Gu Yinshen earnestly: "Dad, you have the scent of my Spirit Butterfly on you! Do you have a little butterfly hidden inside you?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Gu Yinshen's face.

He coughed lightly and took out the fairy butterfly hidden in his pocket.

It flapped its wings weakly, looking extremely tired.

"I'm sorry, Mengmeng, I shouldn't have secretly hidden it... I just..."

Gu Yinshen wanted to explain, but was speechless for a moment.

Mengmeng didn't blame her at all; she just smiled and waved her hand.

"It's okay, Dad! Actually, I originally wanted to give you a fairy butterfly, but since this little butterfly is tired, I'll give you a more energetic one instead, okay?"

Gu Yinshen felt a warmth in his heart and slowly handed the weak spirit butterfly back to Mengmeng.

Mengmeng gently summoned an even more dazzling spirit butterfly.

Under the moonlight, it spread its magnificent wings and gracefully flew into Gu Yinshen's palm.

Gu Yinshen stared at the spirit butterfly, his eyes filled with gratitude and awe.

A warmth I had never felt before welled up in my heart.

He gently stroked Mengmeng's tiny hands, his voice tender.

"Thank you, Mengmeng."

Gu Yinshen gently carried Mengmeng back to her room and then tucked her in.

Looking at the little guy sleeping peacefully, his gaze softened.

She whispered, "Goodnight, my daughter."

After Gu Yinshen left, Mengmeng turned over.

She hid under the covers with a sweet smile, her heart filled with an unprecedented sense of happiness.

"I have a dad now... I have a dad now!"

She was so excited that she forgot about the little white fox still outside.

At this moment, Xiaobai was angrily banging on the door.

"Chirp chirp chirp! You stinky cutie! Let me in quickly, I'm still outside!"

Mengmeng was stunned for a moment, then quickly ran over to open the door and cheerfully carried Xiaobai into the room.

As soon as Little White crawled into bed, it immediately hugged its cotton doll and prepared to continue sleeping.

Mengmeng pulled it out of the blanket and excitedly told Xiaobai about her happiness.

"You know what, Xiaobai? I have a dad now! Dad is so gentle! And I also have second and third brothers..."

Mengmeng talked and laughed, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

As Xiaobai listened to Mengmeng's rambling, his eyelids gradually drooped.

Finally, he yawned groggily and mumbled weakly, "I know, I know... You're so long-winded..."

Then, she nestled in Mengmeng's arms and fell asleep.

Looking at Xiaobai's adorable appearance, Mengmeng gently put it back in bed.

Then I remembered that weak little butterfly.

She carefully took out some divine flowers and herbs from her spatial storage and fed them to the little butterfly.

Bathed in moonlight, the butterfly absorbed the essence of the flowers and plants, its wings gradually becoming more dazzling, illuminating the entire room with its flowing radiance.

Mengmeng looked at the spirit butterfly that had regained its vitality, her eyes filled with joy.

She gently stroked its wings and whispered, "Little butterfly, hang in there, get well soon!"

She suddenly realized that there were still many spirit butterflies in the space that had never come out...

A thought came to my mind.

While the little fairy was still asleep, she released all the spirit butterflies in her space.

Suddenly, butterflies of all colors fluttered around the room, creating a vibrant and colorful scene, like a fairyland in a dream.

They shimmered in the moonlight, illuminating the entire room.

Mengmeng watched as these beautiful butterflies fluttered around her.

She leaned against the pillows, gradually becoming hypnotized by the beautiful scene, slowly closing her eyes and drifting into a sweet dream...

……

early morning.

Tiny specks of light fell on Mengmeng's bed, creating a warm glow.

Aunt Xue gently pushed open the door.

I thought I would see the sleeping little cutie, but I unexpectedly saw a strange sight.

The entire room was as beautiful as a fairyland.

Nearly a hundred brightly colored butterflies fluttered gently in the sunlight, their wings reflecting a dazzling brilliance in the light.

Butterflies flitted among the divine flowers and herbs.

The flowers and plants still had morning dew on them, emitting a rich fragrance.

The fragrance wasn't just floral; it seemed to carry a fresh and sweet aroma.

Aunt Xue stood at the door, staring blankly at everything.

Her back, which had been aching from years of work, miraculously relaxed under the influence of this fragrance, as if a pair of gentle hands were lightly massaging her muscles, and the pain instantly lessened considerably.

What's even more amazing is her nose.

Aunt Xue has suffered from rhinitis for many years and is sensitive to and allergic to many floral scents, but this time, she smelled a rich but not pungent floral fragrance.

Her breathing was smoother and fresher than ever before, as if she were beside a mountain stream.

But what shocked her most was that she felt something awakening in her throat, a long-lost urge to speak, making her want to open her mouth and talk.

She covered her throat, feeling that warm power flowing through her throat, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Just as Aunt Xue was stunned by the amazing sight before her.

The little white fox on the bed keenly heard the noise.

It yawned, flapped its little ears, and chirped to wake Mengmeng.

Mengmeng rubbed her eyes and saw Aunt Xue standing at the door, giving her a sweet smile.

"Good morning, Aunt Xue!"

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a languid quality, as if she had just woken up.

But when she realized that the butterflies and magical flowers and herbs were still fluttering around the room, Mengmeng's face instantly turned bright red.

He muttered somewhat awkwardly, "Oh no, I forgot to put them away..."

She quickly waved her little hand and quietly took the butterflies and divine flowers and herbs back into her own space.

I nervously thought that if the little elf found out any later, I would be nagged again.

However, before taking it back, Mengmeng deliberately left behind the most beautiful fairy butterfly.

That fairy butterfly had blue-purple wings.

It gently fanned itself, tracing a graceful arc in front of Aunt Xue.

Mengmeng carefully placed the Spirit Butterfly in front of Aunt Xue.

Holding the butterfly in her small hands, she said in a childish but sincere voice, "Auntie, this little butterfly is for you. It will keep you company and protect you!"

Aunt Xue looked at the lifelike butterfly, her eyes filled with emotion and awe.

Because she lost her vocal cords and could not speak, her life was very difficult, and she was even rejected by her own children and kicked out of her home.

Upon hearing Mengmeng's words, she could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face.