The little girl sat on the chair, her short legs dangling, no longer crying. Her cute little hands were clasped, her arms stretched out, and she blinked her big eyes, not at all afraid, staring at the Manchester City players surrounding her.

The group of big shots bent over, smiling and gazing at her.

"What's your name?" Aguero asked first.

"Lisa, Lisa Bell," the little girl said in a soft voice, not shy and without the fierce, domineering look she had in the stands.

Lisa's dad, the Burnley fan leader, stood to the side, excited but also feeling strange.

A Burnley supporter, now appearing in Manchester City's locker room, wasn't this an act of betrayal?

But, with so many big shots around, it seemed quite an honor. Getting an autographed jersey and shoes would be something to be proud of.

Then again, Burnley and Manchester City didn't really have any feuds, so maybe it wasn't considered treason?

"Okay, okay, Lisa, you must love football, right?"

The little girl nodded vigorously.

"Which is your favorite team?"

"Burnley."

"Okay, okay. If you said you liked Manchester City the most, we'd have so many gifts for you! Jerseys, shoes, chocolate, donuts, and a big doll!"

Lisa twisted her little hands, blinked her big eyes, and looked at Silva holding a delicate gift box and a white bear doll, eighty centimeters tall, with the Manchester City logo on it.

Lisa hesitated.

A group of big shots looked expectantly at the little girl. Aguero held up a jersey, tempting her, "Lisa, which is your favorite team? All these gifts are yours!"

The little girl swung her feet, bit her finger, and struggled for a moment.

"Manchester City," she said, not loud, but everyone heard it.

Whoa!!

The Manchester City players celebrated like they had scored a goal and won the game, raising their hands and high-fiving Lisa in a line.

A mountain of gifts was placed next to Lisa.

Lisa's father covered his face, pretending to be extremely embarrassed.

"Lisa, Lisa, tell us which Manchester City player you like the most?"

The players looked at the little girl expectantly, who was receiving a huge amount of attention and happiness.

She sat there, looking left and right, hesitated for a moment, and pointed her little hand at Zhao Gang.

Whoa!!

Zhao Gang was stunned for a moment, unsure how to respond.

He had never married or had children in his previous life, and his interactions with children were limited to the football school, where he talked to a bunch of little boys about the ways of men. It seemed like no child had ever said they liked him.

He was very unfamiliar with this kind of situation.

He had no idea how to deal with his teammates' teasing.

His brain short-circuited.

The little girl saw Zhao Gang standing there, stunned, and stretched out her arms, her eyes shining.

The girl's father stood not far away, feeling nervous.

This young man was quite famous now, would he be arrogant and ignore his daughter?

That would cause her a lot of pain and extinguish her enthusiasm.

Zhao Gang was a little nervous, stretched out his hand, and the little girl excitedly hugged Zhao Gang.

The teammates stood to the side, clapping and cheering.

Zhao Gang looked at the little girl's happy appearance, and something hit his heart, melting him completely.

Even after the little girl was picked up by her father, Zhao Gang was still somewhat dazed.

In the end, the father and daughter returned with a full load, not only taking a Manchester City player's collective autograph jersey, but also several pairs of autographed shoes, and a football.

Chocolate, donuts, plus a big doll.

The little girl also learned a sentence,

"Superbia in proelio!"

Manchester City's slogan, pride in battle.

Zhao Gang looked at the little girl jumping and skipping, one hand hugging the big doll, the other holding the football, his heart really felt like it was melting.

He had never experienced this kind of feeling before, and had always thought that children were nothing but trouble.

A day later, Ollie, returning from London, saw Zhao Gang sitting there, staring blankly at the wall, as if he had emptied himself.

She had never seen Zhao Gang like this before.

As if he had lost his goal and was confused.

Ollie put down her luggage, walked behind Zhao Gang, and pressed his shoulders.

Zhao Gang tensed up and suddenly turned his head.

Seeing Ollie, he relaxed.

"You seem to have something on your mind?" Ollie lifted her leg and sat directly on Zhao Gang's lap, gently rubbing his face.

"No, I'm thinking about the next game," Zhao Gang said vaguely.

"You never get confused about games. You didn't even care about Real Madrid, I don't believe Monchengladbach would make you like this."

Ollie clearly didn't believe Zhao Gang's words.

"We have a promise, as long as we want to know, we have to say everything." Ollie grabbed Zhao Gang's big hand and squeezed it gently.

Zhao Gang was a little flustered, hesitated for a moment, and then told her.

Lisa's appearance gave him a special kind of impulse.

"Yeah, that's about it." Zhao Gang told her what happened.

Ollie's big eyes widened, extremely surprised.

"Are you really only nineteen years old?? The emotions you're expressing sound like a single man in his thirties or forties who longs for family?"

Uh… Zhao Gang opened his mouth, unable to speak, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"That's great!! Then let's have one, let's have two! No, let's have three! It'll be lively!" Ollie's serious expression suddenly changed, and she excitedly hugged Zhao Gang's neck, full of joy.

"Why are you confused, and afraid to tell me? Why are you still worried about such a good thing?" Ollie closed her eyes and hugged Zhao Gang's head tightly, wishing she could rub herself into Zhao Gang's body.

"You're only 23 years old, and you still have your own career, I'm worried that it will affect you, and I'm also worried that I'm not ready to be a father at all."

"I can have children and still do my own career! It won't delay anything.

Why are you worried that you're not ready? No parents are fully prepared before their first child is born, the important thing is that no matter what problems or troubles there are, we will face them together and solve them together, right?" Ollie released Zhao Gang, blinked her big eyes, and looked at Zhao Gang with a gentle and powerful gaze.

Seeing Zhao Gang nod, Ollie couldn't wait, "Then let's start."

"Ah? This…"

"Come on, enjoy the whole process, that's how you get the best results."