In He Xinjie's heart, her utmost love has always been for that father and daughter.
And for Baili Xia, He was just a companion who walked with her during her difficult times.
Companions would have their respective paths to take one day, diverging from each other.
She... is not left with nothing, she still has her uncle, and... him.
We, your uncle and I, will never abandon you, silly girl.
However, these words, Mu Xiaoyao couldn't voice out, nor was he used to saying them.
With a firm palm resting on her head, Mu Xiaoyao remained silent.
He let her cry, let her voice her complaints to the world.
One day, she would realize that in this world, there would surely be someone who values her more than his life...
...
"Bro, you have to help me, no matter what, you have to help me this time."
The door banged close, Nangong Yun rushed in, bolting the door behind her.
She swiftly walked towards Nangong Xu, her eyes turning red from urgency.
"Brother, you have to save me!"
