After Xiao Moli settled Xiao Qian'ai, he handed the little one over to Nuoyan and eagerly went upstairs to their bedroom.
Gently pushing open the door, he felt a wave of emotions upon seeing the person resting on the bed.
After more than a month away, An Ziqi was finally home.
She didn't go to Xiao Yining's room but returned to their bedroom instead.
Does this mean she has truly forgiven him?
With light steps, he lay down beside her, carefully pulling her into his arms.
As if holding a priceless treasure, no, to him, the person in his arms was much more than a priceless treasure.
She was irreplaceable by any treasure.
She was the invaluable treasure he was willing to protect with everything he had, even his life.
His eyes traced over the little being before him again and again, engraving her image deeply into his heart.
