Li Yeqi looked at Yan Luoxi, seeing her annoyed but not overtly angry. He silently gave his son a thumbs-up, praising him. The little guy had turned into his divine assist.
Yan Luoxi stamped her foot in frustration, turned, and walked into the bathroom. Standing in front of the sink, she looked at herself in the mirror—charming eyes, rosy cheeks, and radiant complexion, noticeably different from her previously dejected self.
She lightly patted her face, unwilling to admit that these changes were all because of Li Yeqi's kiss last night, which stirred her heart.
Aunt Tong brought breakfast, and seeing Yan Luoxi, she held her hand, tears streaming down, "Child, why did you leave just like that when you were pregnant back then?"
Yan Luoxi watched Aunt Tong wiping her tears, feeling a sourness in her heart, "I'm sorry, Aunt Tong. Back then, circumstances forced me. I thought leaving the Imperial Capital would be better."
