Bo Yeyuan held Li Qiyu tightly in his arms.
His eyes reddened fiercely, emotions surging out like a torrent, and his heart had never ached like this before. Li Qiyu, you really do care about me, so why did you abandon me?!
His throat was moving, but he couldn't utter a single word, only holding her tightly, choking with interrupted breaths.
The living room was enveloped in a silent sorrow, as the baby's tender voice hummed the ethereal Happy Birthday song...
As the song ended, Li Qiyu's voice came through, somewhat haughtily awkward:
[Bo Yeyuan, happy hatching day, congratulations on getting another year older. You said the best birthday gift is a child, and you're going to be a dad soon. The child is yours, say it's Bo Yexun's and it's because you're itching for a fight. Right, you've been mean to me, what makes you think I'd throw you a birthday party, or make you a gift? I'm only giving you this chance because you're the child's father. Don't be conceited!]
