An opportunity to return to him, reunite, and hold the hidden love in front of him...
"Zhaoxing, you love me"
"Love, I love you"
Sontula reunited with her lover, but he became her little dad. That night, she found him and told him that she wanted a child.
"Song Zhengfan has been unable to give birth for a long time. You all know very well..." An Jixing's weak eyes when looking at him were still the same as three years ago.
"I will help you..." Helping him is a blessing or a curse...
The smell of Highland elm is always attached to the amber rock, and it can never be separated from it.
Intention: happiness