After lunch, Murong Yezi and Qin Yuhan did the dishes. During this period, with Qin Yuhan away from the Group, Li Muge had been helping out there.
At that moment, Wu Tian picked up the little one and headed out the door.
"Dad, where are you taking me? Are you taking me out to sell me?" the little one joked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
It was May in the South. The sun wasn't particularly strong, but the weather was muggy and hot.
"We're looking for a mountain," Wu Tian laughed. "Where do you think we should go hiking?"
The little one had a special intuition, and Wu Tian decided to put it to the test.
"Paradise Peak," she blurted out without a second thought.
Wu Tian nodded. Although he was from Yang City, he had never visited Paradise Peak. Rumor had it that there were ten mountains in Yang City worth conquering, and Paradise Peak was ranked number one.
Why was it called Paradise Peak? Perhaps because it was the peak in Yang City that reached closest to the Firmament. Located within a forest park, it boasted an elevation of 1,210 meters and a forest coverage of 99%. It didn't have the fame of Baiyun Mountain or the elegance of Yuexiu Mountain, but it possessed the same grandeur as Mount Tai.
Wu Tian moved quickly, and soon he and the little one arrived at the foot of Paradise Peak.
Gazing at the mountain path ahead, the little one shouted excitedly, "Dad, Dad, I want to climb up myself! I want to do it on my own!"
Hearing this, Wu Tian let out a hearty laugh and set the little one down from his arms.
The little one hopped excitedly, eager to run up the path all by herself. Wu Tian followed closely behind, worried she might fall. The little one, being clever, noticed what her father was doing, and the knowledge that he was watching over her made her giggle with even greater joy. Dad loves me so much! she thought, feeling happier than ever.
There were quite a few people climbing Paradise Peak, including other children. However, most of those children gave up after climbing for only a short while. When the little one overtook them, they couldn't help but stare at the adorable girl, marveling at how pretty she was. The youngest among them, a six-year-old boy, nearly worked up the courage to confess his feelings to her but was ultimately too shy.
Wu Tian continued to follow closely behind his daughter. One six-year-old girl looked at the little one, then at Wu Tian, and as if suddenly understanding something, she burst into loud sobs.
"What's wrong?" the girl's father asked worriedly.
"That little girl... she's so pretty!" she cried out.
Her father was taken aback for a moment before nodding. "Yes, she is. But why are you crying about it?"
"I'm ugly, and it's all your fault for passing it on to me!" the six-year-old wailed, leaving her dad speechless.
The other children also looked from the little one to Wu Tian, and a look of envy was unmistakable on their faces. A wave of crying swept through the children on the path. At the same time, they all glared at their own fathers in disgust.
The fathers' mouths twitched. It wasn't their fault they were ugly—they should blame their own dads.
One of them finally spoke up. "Hey, you have to blame your grandpa for this. If your grandpa wasn't so ugly, how could I have turned out ugly?"
The commotion on the mountain path was so loud that it made Wu Tian and the little one turn to look. After just one glance, the little one giggled. "Dad, it's a good thing you're handsome. Otherwise, I'd be crying too."

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