"All right."
Lin Bei didn't insist and went to cook dinner in the kitchen.
After dinner, Zhang Yixin started soaking her feet.
It was only after Lin Bei had finished washing the dishes that he realized Han Han, the caring little one, had prepared the footbath.
And it was at that moment that he noticed the scars all over Zhang Yixin's feet.
Those scars were deep, clearly accumulated over the years.
They hadn't fully faded even now.
No wonder Zhang Yixin had never shown her feet in front of him; she probably didn't want to worry him.
Thinking this, Lin Bei sighed softly, then squatted in front of Zhang Yixin and began to wash her feet.
"Yixin, now that I am back, I won't let you and our daughter suffer anymore."
Zhang Yixin's smile blossomed beautifully, devastatingly charming.
...
The next day, the family of three finished breakfast.
