Every day was a treasure with now happiness and peacefulness that only reside in Li Lian's life.
Like any other, Li Lian enjoyed her life free from all sadness and problem. And so, days changed into months, every day was only days filled with memorable events, most events which was filled with happiness and warmth which Li Lian enjoyed and treasure in forms of pictures.
In the Pacific Pavillion. Like any other day, Li Lian had just finished organizing her albums.
"Mistress," said the maid behind her, "We... the young master had disappeared."
Li Lian's eyes widened, "Disappear?" Her heart felt as if she had dropped.
"He is playing with me," came the voice from behind and Li Lian breathed out in relief seeing Li Jun Wei and her dearest son, with him.
"Mama!" Called her dearest son, waving her hand from his father's chest.
