Lin Yourong was very fond of the little girl, Lingyun, just as she had been when she first met Lu Qingci, warm and gentle, sitting in the back seat, chatting with Lingyun. Perhaps Lin Yourong was naturally such a kind girl that people felt she was like a gentle and smiling older sister. Lingyun gradually got to know her and became less restrained.
Tang Ye, looking through the rearview mirror, saw Lin Yourong's smiling face and Lingyun's radiant smile, revealing her small, white, pointed teeth and felt truly happy from the bottom of his heart. Just as he had once shared his thoughts with Mu Caisang, no matter how much running around and tiredness he experienced outside, no matter how many cruel things he did, as long as he could come back and see their happy and sweet smiles, it was all worth it.
