"Listen, Shishi, I only want you to know about this matter, but you have to stay calm and don't think too much. Leave this matter to me. I can handle it."
"But…"
He held her shoulders and asked seriously, "Do you believe me?"
Yun Shishi stared into his eyes for a long time before suddenly saying, "Of course. You're my husband. How can I not believe you?" She hugged him helplessly. Tears welled up in her bloodshot eyes over this piece of news that she was struggling to come to terms with.
The good news was that Youyou was still alive! As long as he was still alive, it was a blessing! However, she fretted over when he might be able to come home!
…
Yun Shishi walked into the nursery. Yueyao was sleeping soundly in the crib. A small night lamp was lit above the bed. It was a soft light that was gentle on the eyes and lit Yueyao's tender little face, which was delicate as white jade.
