Young Master Qu has had a big, chubby baby boy—he's certainly riding high on happiness.
Shen Dang: "..."
Qiao Xi: "..."
What kind of nonsense is 'basking in happiness'?
Even Qu Jiashu has let people hold his child, but noticing that Shen Dang hadn't reached to hold the baby, he urged, "Come on, hold him. See, I'm being generous letting you hold my son."
Lin Muxian stood beside Qu Jiashu with a tender smile upon hearing this.
The hotel was heated, and Lin Muxian was dressed in an auspicious red dress, while Qu Jiashu wore a red tie.
Their faces were both beaming with joy.
Perhaps they hadn't come together because of love initially, but after such a long time and now with a child, their affection for each other had indeed deepened.
Whether there was romantic love, it was uncertain, but there was love.
And that was enough.
In this long journey of life, to grow old with a suitable partner was more happiness than many could find.
