Ever since he was picked up, she had always called him by his first name.
Until the day of his crowning ceremony at the age of twenty, the handsome and elegant young man patted her head proudly and said, "I am more than ten years older than you. Even if you don't want to call me daddy, you can always call me uncle."
The little girl with almond-shaped eyes and round face smiled brightly, and she immediately changed her words obediently: "Uncle Liang!"
He pampered her and raised her up, and the young Wei Qinghuan believed that he was the only one in her ignorance.
He didn't care about the eyes of the world, but he was worried that she would be wronged.
He didn't mind the ten-year distance, but he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to spend the rest of his life with her.
Faced with all this, Wei Qinghuan was gentle but persistent: "The young ladies are all in the dust, but the right way in the world is Uncle Meng!"