C1550 Young Master Ye's Maid 1470

When he returned to his room, he was knocked on the door. Ding Dacheng carefully carried the rib soup, "Daughter, I didn't eat much just now. Do you want to have a bowl of soup?"

"Dad." Ding Yiyi felt warm in her heart. She quickly got out of bed and brought the bowl over.

Ding Dacheng lingered around the bed for a long time before he spoke, "Yiyi, if you really want to marry Ye Chuyun