Xie Limo lifted Hao'er onto his lap and gently put food in his bowl.
Gazing at the warmth emanating from Xie Limo, Yun Bixue's face lit up. She thought Xie Limo would make an excellent father.
That night, Majesty Huang Xiajun Yanli came to pick Hao'er up personally.
Xie Limo sent them out. When they were in the courtyard, Xiajun Yanli asked Hao'er to get into the car first, so he could speak with Xie Limo in private for a while.
Xiajun Yanli gazed at Xie Limo, then looked up at the stars in the skies. The autumn wind ruffled his coat, giving him a somber aura.
"Didn't you say you wish to speak with me in private?"
Xiajun Yanli's vision turned back to him. "I've asked Hao'er for his opinion. He's willing to take over that position."
"Since Hao'er consents to it, you, as his father, shouldn't stop him."
Xiajun Yanli clenched his hands. A moment later, he unclenched them and said, "I'm still worried."
