"What Huaining wants is surely Ningning's concern, but Ningning she..." Su Miaoyan bit her lip, Rong Ning was already gloomy, and now that he's back, he talks even less. To have him stay with Huaining and the child might not be easy.
"Ningning is now also the young master of the Xiao family and is innocent. Whatever he wants to do, he will naturally do it, and you are getting older too."
Xiao Yu picked up Su Miaoyan to rest. The two of them lay on the bed, and Su Miaoyan gently stroked the wrinkles at the corner of her eyes, then sighed, "Yes, the children have all grown up, and we have gotten old, brother Yu."
"Yan'er will always be the most beautiful Miss." Xiao Yu affectionately tapped her nose, coaxing her to sleep.
Su Miaoyan snuggled up to him, her smile still as sweet as a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. As she stayed with Xiao Yu like this, a lifetime passed by.
The next day, Rong Ning left a letter and then departed from the Xiao family.
