Late in the afternoon, Yun Xuan made sure Lin Ye and Yun Feng both had everything they needed before she finished up all the work she had to do.
There was not much to do and she was done in one hour. She took a glance at the two people in the living room.
The little boy was driving his toy cars around Lin Ye while the man listened to him play.
It was harmonious. For the first time, the little boy did not throw a tantrum because of Lin Ye's presence.
In fact, he stood up once in a while and held onto Lin Ye's hands, and the latter carried him onto his lap.
Yun Xuan couldn't resist a smile. Why was it that, although the two of them were unrelated, watching their little interactions somehow felt like watching a father and son?
