Yan Luoxi glared at him. He clearly saw through everything, yet he still asked her—it was obviously intentional. She sat down on the edge of the bed, thinking about their heated discussion just now about which foundation was best and which country's eyeliner wouldn't smudge, a strange sentiment welled up in her heart.
"Actually, I used to really want a younger sister, someone to dress up like a doll. When I grew up and could earn money, I would buy her lots and lots of beautiful clothes."
Li Yeqi leaned forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his chin in the nook of her neck, "I can't give you a younger sister, but I can give you a daughter, so you can buy her lots and lots of pretty clothes."
Speaking of her daughter, Yan Luoxi thought of the still missing Tian Yan, and her heart clenched, "Li Yeqi, if the Dark Web is dismantled, can we find Yanyan?"
Li Yeqi's thin lips gently pursed, "I'll do everything in my power to bring Yanyan back."
