"Plus, these are your children. I'm really looking forward to their arrival, because they truly belong to both of us," Ye Lu couldn't help but smile with happiness, her eyes brimming with tears.
Yuanyuan and Yiyi—from the pregnancy to their birth to their growth—he hadn't been involved at all.
But these two children—she and he would raise them together, witness their birth. This sense of reuniting as a family was more joyful than anything else, and it was what she looked forward to the most.
"Belong to both of us?" Third Young Master Jun murmured tremulously, his eyes igniting with a kind of indescribable excitement and happiness.
"Yes, they're ours to share," Ye Lu's smile deepened, then urgently directed him, "Quick, bring them over here. I want to see the babies."
Third Young Master loosened his hold on her and walked over to the little crib where the babies lay. Nervous and exhilarated, he gazed at the two tiny, chubby, soft little beings swaddled in cozy blankets.
