This is her child, the child she has with Xiang Qiao. This child is the continuation of their bloodline. Looking at the baozi in her arms, Lin Yue's gaze became even more gentle.
After Little Baozi was full, he let out a satisfied burp. Lin Yue took the warm towel handed by Liao Yun, cleaned him up, and then dressed him properly.
By the time Xiang Qiao came in, Lin Yue had already tidied herself up and was teasing the baozi who had eaten and drunk to his heart's content.
Thinking about what had just happened, Xiang Qiao's eyes grew complex as he looked at the baozi cradled by Lin Yue.
Lin Yue glanced at the baozi in her arms, her lips curving into a gentle arc. Her hand gently patted Little Baozi's back, humming a tune softly.
"I'll take him back." Liao Yun noted Lin Yue's fatigue and the sleeping Little Baozi in her arms, reached out to take him, and spoke softly to Lin Yue.
