Even Li Yan himself did not understand why he could remember every detail of the little thing after ten years.
When he chose to leave, he had already believed Qiao Ya's words of provocation. According to his temper, he would have long forgotten about this heartless little thing, but he did not.
Perhaps, this was the so-called fate.
They were destined to be together.
When Qiao Mu heard the man's words, tears welled up in her eyes for some reason. Those childhood days were truly too wonderful. She could not care less about the people around her as she pounced on Li Yan's chest.
"Uncle, thank you."
Thank you for holding me in the palm of your hand. Thank you for making my childhood more beautiful to remember.
She was truly grateful that he had appeared in her life.
To her, the luckiest thing about living in the Qiao family was meeting him.
