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At that moment, Pei Zhiyao regained his senses and steadied the child, preventing the little one from tumbling to the ground.
"Careful, little buddy."
After the child's parents came over, they quickly took the child from him.
"Sorry about that, are you alright?"
Pei Zhiyao smiled and shook his head.
"Thank you, brother."
Hearing that milky voice, Pei Zhiyao felt a little comfort in his heart.
After the family left, Pei Zhiyao watched them go, his mind filled with visions of his future life with Wen Mian.
If they too could be this happy in the future, he would be truly content with his life.
Some time passed, and Pei Zhiyao's phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out to see it was just some unimportant messages.
He sighed quietly to himself.
At this point, Pei Zhiyao's desire to dig up information about the other party grew even more urgent; he wanted to see what the person Wen Mian loved most in her heart actually looked like.
