It wasn't parents, kinship, nor the Jun Family he had always longed for.
No matter which of them, none could truly provide him the warmth of a home because a home requires not only shared blood but also love and care.
His father didn't love him, his mother didn't love him, even his grandparents' love was not exclusive to him. Was this a home? This was hell, a hell that had tormented him for over twenty years!
He swore that he wouldn't be like Jun Shi, a heartless father.
He loved Ye Lu, his beloved wife; he loved their two babies, his flesh and blood; and even Yuanyuan and Yiyi, who were not related to him, he loved them too.
Because they would become a real family, forever together, with a father and mother, with brothers and sisters!
A family of six, such tender and warm words, made his heart tremble with warmth, feeling more blissful than he had ever felt in his life!
Third Young Master Jun closed his eyes and hugged Ye Lu tightly, a tear falling silently down his cheek.
