Bai Zhi'er was awakened by Bai Xilie's voice.
The little one rubbed her eyes and turned to look at Bai Xilie.
"Daddy?" Her drowsy voice was muffled, filled with a child's confusion.
Bai Xilie looked around the inner hall but didn't find a trace of Jing Jia.
He hurriedly walked to his daughter's side and held her in his arms.
"Zhi'er, did your mother just come by?"
Bai Zhi'er's round, adorable face was full of sleepiness.
Her voice was soft and delicate: "Daddy, were you dreaming? Mother is definitely at a place far, far away from us right now, how could she appear here?"
Bai Xilie was taken aback.
Could it have been his hallucination just now?
Because he missed his wife so much?
Bai Zhi'er freed a small hand and patted her father's shoulder as if to comfort him.
"Don't worry, Daddy, Mother told me that once she's finished with her business, she'll come back to see us!"
Bai Xilie closed his eyes, his handsome cold brows filled with a longing sorrow.
