In the blink of an eye, a month had passed, and today marked the one-month celebration of Ran Zhihan and Zhang Yichen's child, as well as the day Old Master Zhang would officially bestow a name upon the child.
Zhang Yichen looked outward from the gate of the house time and again, hoping her mother and father would return to attend their son's full-month celebration. Yet no matter what she did, she couldn't bring herself to expect her parents to come home. Maybe, in her parents' hearts, she really wasn't important. Why couldn't she make her parents yearn to return even now?
