Shen Yi hit his daughter, his hand trembling slightly as he said, “Don't expect me to comfort you.” But as he turned away, he puckered his lips at her.
He said, “Go wipe the floor clean, then stand behind me as punishment.”
Behind me. Not in the corner, not facing the wall, but right beside me.
He's a math professor, a company owner, and “Mr. Shen” in everyone's eyes. But to her, he's just a father who puckers his lips when he's angry and studies her little face when she admits she's wrong.
She calls him “Esteemed Mr. Shen.” He calls her “Little Philosopher.” They tease each other and ponder life's questions, discussing late into the night, “Why am I special?”
This is a sweet father-daughter story full of squabbles and interactions: “I may get angry, but I won't leave.”
She's Xu Yunxuan, nicknamed Xuanbao, a mischievous, imaginative fourth-grade girl, a little rascal who's impossible not to love.
He's Shen Yi, a handsome thirty-eight-year-old dad, gentle and good at teaching, but also an ordinary man who sometimes loses control.
(This isn't a single-parent family. Her mother, Xu Yunqing, is away studying for work. That's right, Xuanbao takes her mother's surname.)
