Gu Yilin put one hand into his trouser pocket and began to swallow the Clouds and mist. The smoke blurred his dark and cold handsome face. He smoked very quickly, and his body was stained with an evil aura.
One could not be coaxed well, and the other could not be coaxed well either. In the past, when he found out that she was pregnant, he had wanted a daughter. He wanted the mother and daughter to be able to capture his heart in the future. Now, his heart was almost torn in half by the mother and daughter.
In the past three years, Gu Yilin had been both a father and a mother. Youyou had survived several critical illnesses, and no one knew how his hands had trembled, no one knew that he often looked at Youyou at night, not even daring to close his eyes, because he was afraid that once he closed his eyes, Youyou would disappear.
