Qi Yue smiled gently, saying, "Don't you think the feeling we have now is very warm? Even though we are not her real parents, having a child like her makes us feel more like a family. We're both orphans and have experienced the pain of loss. I guess snow girl might also be an orphan now, why should we let her bear the same pain we went through? Let's be her parents for now, maybe, in a warm environment, she can recover more easily."
Hearing Qi Yue's words, the light in Wen Ting's eyes gradually softened. She nodded slightly and said, "Alright then, I hope she recovers soon."
"Daddy, how do I wear this!" Suddenly, the snow girl ran in from the outside with something in her hand.
When Qi Yue saw what she was holding, he was so surprised that the bun fell out of his mouth, which he did not notice. Wen Ting, on the other hand, blushed and quickly got up to pull the snow girl away, whispering, "Come with me, I will help you put it on."
