"You have brought me more joy." Gu Qingxin looked at the painting, which depicted a woman with a child in her belly.
She knew that the woman was herself, and the baby inside was Xiao Yi.
Did he mean that she was his other mother?
"Xiao Yi..." Gu Qingxin's eyes welled up with tears. Thinking of his departure tomorrow, she felt incredibly reluctant.
Indeed, Xiao Yi was like another child to her.
"Although Sister Qingxin is not my biological mother, it was you who gave me a second life. You're not my mother, but I want to be with you forever. When Uncle Han gets old and can no longer take care of you, I'll marry you!" Xiao Yi earnestly declared his decision.
"You brat, stop dreaming!" Beiming Han really felt like pulling him over and giving him a good smack.
But knowing this little guy is leaving tomorrow, he also felt reluctant. After all, he watched Xiao Yi grow up, from birth to now, witnessing his growth.
