Qin Yiren snapped back to reality and shook her head gently, "I've known Huang Wei since I was young. He did some jerky things back then, but he isn't a hopeless scoundrel; he doesn't have that kind of guts."
"That's good." Chu Xinian smiled slowly and said, "It seems you know him well."
"I only have memories from before the car accident. The life at his home occupied a significant part of my twenty years, so I can't help but understand."
Qin Yiren spoke nostalgically about the past as she watched Bao'er shake her hair tips and yawn with an open mouth.
Chu Xinian watched her lovingly, soothing the soon-to-sleep Bao'er in a low voice.
"Let me."
Noticing he was inconveniently able to put Bao'er in the cradle, Qin Yiren took the initiative to hold Bao'er, gently returning to the nursery and placing her into the comfortable cradle.
