Qiao Mianmian followed Mo Yesi to the car park and got into the car.
"Still sad?" Mo Yesi looked at his silent wife and gently pulled her into his arms.
He placed a hand on her head and caressed her gently. "Don't be sad anymore. Besides them, you have a lot of people to love. There's me, Chen Chen, and Madam Bai. Don't be sad for people who aren't worth it. My heart aches, okay?"
Qiao Mianmian leaned against the man's firm and warm chest and smelled his familiar scent. Her heart instantly became peaceful.
She still felt like she was dreaming.
The clear heartbeat and the warmth of his palm made her feel real.
She could feel that the man beside her was real.
Mo Yesi really came to F City.
But she remembered that he'd said that he'd be busy for the next two weeks and wouldn't have the time to visit her.
