Ou Yinghan covered her face, her heart filled with conflict.
Beitang Qing walked over, sat next to her, and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
Ou Yinghan's body stiffened for a moment, but after a while, she relaxed and leaned on his shoulder.
...
The old man was getting on in years and rose early in the morning. After a hectic morning, his body couldn't take it, so the butler took him back.
Ming Mei ate a little and fell asleep again. The baby was still in her arms, and both mother and child slept peacefully. Lying in his mother's embrace, Yousheng slept especially well.
Kang Chen sat by the bed, watching the mother and son, his heart filled with emotion.
Liancheng Yanzhi had become a father, Feng Nongtang had become a father, and Kang Chen had always been envious. Now... he finally had his own child.
With them around, life had no more demands.
