"Oh!"
Ye Nuanxi let out a soft oh, thinking that the person she used to like couldn't have been as handsome as him. With that thought, an image instinctively surged into her mind—the image of the fire from years ago, the older brother rushing towards her through the engulfing flames before she fainted, then being forcefully pulled away, leaving only his tall figure as a backdrop!
She thought he must be living well now, and perhaps, like her, he had a child about the size of Little Xingchen!
"As long as he's not as pretty as me, then to sleep..."
Wait a second, halfway through her sentence, she suddenly realized that the child by her side was missing, "Where's Little Xingchen? Huo Beichen, you bastard, where did you take the child?"
Ye Nuanxi reflexively reached out but was grabbed by the man, her little one reaching towards him, "Our son is right here, don't worry, I wouldn't throw him off to the side, I know he is your darling treasure!"
Ye Nuanxi: "..."
