After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"Meng Qisui, you shameless old man, how could you set your sights on my daughter?"

Nanyang Yao roared in anger, his voice shaking the whole room. He held his precious daughter tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that she would be snatched away by the old widower in front of him.

The little girl in his arms was only one month old. On her delicate little face, a pair of big round eyes looked at the world curiously. Her little hands were waving in the air, and she made babbling sounds from time to time, which made people feel pity and love.

Nanyang Yao stared at Meng Qisui without blinking, his eyes full of resentment, as if he wanted to eat him alive. Meng Qisui stood there, pulling the corners of his mouth uncomfortably, revealing a somewhat stiff smile.

His eyes fell on the little fat girl in Nanyang Yao's arms. His eyes, which were usually full of coldness and murderous intent, narrowed into a slit, revealing an indescribable tenderness. He just looked at the little girl quietly, as if she was the most precious treasure in the world.

"Don't even think about taking my daughter away!" Nanyang Yao's angry roar rang out again, interrupting Meng Qisui's gaze.

Meng Qisui came back to his senses and quickly explained: "I didn't want to take her away. I just wanted to be the child's godfather."

"No, you wish!" Nanyang Yao flatly refused, his attitude was extremely firm.

However, at this moment, Li Shiliu suddenly said, "Okay, I don't object."

Although her voice was not loud, it was like a thunder, exploding in Nanyang Yao's ears. He turned his head in astonishment and looked at Li Shiliu with disbelief on his face.

"Why?" Nanyang Yao's voice was tinged with annoyance. He didn't understand why Li Shiliu agreed to Meng Qisui's request so easily.

Nanyang Yao hugged the person in his arms tightly like a child who had suffered a great injustice, as if he was afraid that the other person would disappear if he let go. However, unexpectedly, the precious girl in his arms suddenly opened her arms and took the initiative to reach out to the terrifying killer in front of her - Meng Qisui, as if asking him for a hug.

Seeing his daughter's action, Nanyang Yao showed a trace of helplessness and embarrassment on his face. He widened his eyes, his face full of accusations against Li Shiliu, as if saying: "Look at what you have spoiled your daughter into!"

Seeing this, Li Shiliu smiled slightly, stretched out her hands and hugged her drooling daughter into her arms. Her face was filled with the kindness that only a mother can show. She gently kissed her daughter's chubby face and said softly, "My daughter is still young. Whether she wants to recognize a godfather or not, she has to wait until she grows up to make her own decision. I will not force her, nor will I oppose her choice."

Li Shiliu paused and continued, "I just hope that my daughter will have the blessing of being the master of her own life in the future." As she said this, her eyes were gentle and firm, revealing her deep love and expectations for her daughter.

Then, Li Shiliu turned to look at Meng Qisui, with a slight smile on her face, and said, "Sir Meng, if you want to be my daughter's godfather, you will have to pay half of her dowry in the future."

Meng Qisui was stunned at first, then he readily agreed: "No problem, my parents died young, and I have no wife or children. I am alone, so these material possessions don't mean much to me."

After saying that, Li Shiliu smiled and carefully put the fat girl in her arms into Meng Qisui's hands. Meng Qisui's whole body instantly became stiff, and he was obviously a little overwhelmed about holding a child. He adjusted his posture in a hurry, fearing that he would accidentally drop the fat girl in his arms.

Seeing Meng Qisui's clumsy appearance, Li Shiliu couldn't help but find it a little funny. After all, holding a baby is much harder than skinning someone.