December 5th, on this day Xuandu City was blanketed by heavy snow, the entire world was clad in silver, pure and spotless.

At that time, outside the operating room of the military hospital, a handsome man with gold-rimmed glasses walked back and forth anxiously with clenched fists.

"You fool, what kind of chaos is this?" the authoritative old man seated in the chair chastised him loudly, yet his tightly gripped cane revealed that he wasn't as calm as he appeared.

The man did not speak, as if his heart had already flown away with the woman inside the operating room.

Suddenly, the operating room doors swung open, and a few medical staff in white coats emerged.

"Doctor, how is my wife?" The man rushed forward and grabbed the leading doctor's arm.

"Mother and daughter are safe, the old man can now be content," the doctor said cheerfully as he took off his mask. While others hoped for a son, this family had eagerly anticipated a daughter.

"Good! Haha! I finally have a granddaughter! Haha, our family's little princess has finally arrived!" The elder's hearty laughter of joy spread throughout the entire floor, sharing his hard-won happiness with everyone who heard.

...

Four months later.

"Honey, has Xiao Bao woken up?" The handsome man with gold-rimmed glasses gently pushed the door open and walked in, his eyes filled with happiness looking at the gentle-woman in the room and Little Bun, milk-fragrant and fair, lying on the bed.

"Shush!" The woman shook her head slightly and made a "silence" gesture with her finger on her lips.

The man wrapped his arms around the woman's slim waist and leaned in, adoringly gazing at the little one asleep on the bed.

Little Bun was very small, her complexion pink and fair. The four-month-old had gradually grown dark, thick hair, and two large eyes were tightly closed on her delicate, baozi-like face, casting fan-shaped shadows with her long, dense, black eyelashes. Her pink mouth opened and closed, unconsciously blowing bubbles in her deep sleep. Although Little Bun's eyes were shut, her vivacity couldn't be hidden.

"Wife, our daughter will definitely be a little troublemaker when she grows up," the man said proudly, this was his daughter after all!

"Tsk, my daughter is not a troublemaker!"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong. Honey, let's go downstairs, the banquet is starting."

"Okay." The woman kissed Little Bun once more before she reluctantly left the room.

Today was their elder son's eighth birthday; she had to be by his side.

...

During the banquet, toasts were made and the laughter of children and the chatter of adults blended into a lively song.

On the quiet second floor, a slightly stooped figure slowly opened the door, paused, and then made a quiet exit as if no one had come by...

...

After the banquet ended, the woman entered the bedroom, fatigued, and moments later, she stumbled out again.

"Someone help! Quick, someone help! My daughter is missing!"

"What's wrong, wife?" The man rushed over upon hearing her, only to find his wife's face pale with fright.

"Our daughter, our daughter's gone!"

"Quick! Send the word down, ask if anyone has seen Little Miss! Hurry!"

Suddenly, there was utter chaos.

...

"Master, Young Master, we have reviewed all the surveillance footage of the villa and questioned all the servants, but so far there is no sign of Little Miss."

"Search! Go out and search again! We must find my granddaughter!"

"What's wrong with you, wife!" The man held his wife who fainted from too much grief, calling out in desperation.

...

After a night passed, the villa slowly took on a gloomy atmosphere, reflecting the mood of its owner. The woman awoke pale-faced from a nightmare, running out of the room in her weakness without even bothering to put on shoes.