Although the little one was clinging to him, it was evident that the person closest and dearest to his heart was Ye Xingbei.
Seeing Ye Xingbei still asleep, the little fellow grew anxious and stayed by her side, refusing to leave.
The more Gu Junzhu interacted with the affectionate child, the more he liked him.
What difference did it make that they were not biologically related?
Such a loyal and affectionate child, if he was raising him, then he was his.
Once the child grew up, he would still respect him!
Knowing that his son was still hungry, Ye Xingbei quickly got out of bed to wash up and change her clothes.
While washing her face, she glanced at herself in the mirror.
The medicine Gu Junzhu gave her was indeed miraculous.
Just one night, her face, which was previously covered with a palette of blues and purples, was now left with faint traces.
Although it still looked awful, it was no longer terrifying to look at.
