"Quanquan, I've been divorced and have a son!" Xia Zhisu felt she had to remind him.
Dongye looked at her seriously, "Do you think I'd mind? I don't mind now, and I will never mind in the future! I really like Chuanchuan; I'll treat him as my own son!"
"Quanquan, why do you have to..."
"Azhi, I really want to take care of you officially! Anything Ling Tian'ao can give you, I can give you too! I'll be a thousand times, ten thousand times better to you! Give me this chance?" He's never begged anyone before.
But at this moment, he was clearly pleading.
Even so, he really didn't mind.
Xia Zhisu looked at him silently, stunned.
Moonlight fell on his face, illuminating one side of his cheek.
One side bright, the other dark.
Just like her feelings for him.
From the beginning when he took her to the island, she thought he was a demon.
Later, for everything he'd done for her, she thought he was an angel.
