Quan Tianyou left the nursery and returned to his room. He stood by the window, took out his phone, and looked at the photo he had just taken.
In the photo, Lu Yunxi was leaning her head on his shoulder with a wide smile, and the two children in their arms were looking proudly at the camera.
"Hengheng, Xiaoxiao!"
Quan Tianyou's fingers gently caressed the phone screen, his heart unable to calm down for a long time. These were his children, yet now he could only look at them as a stranger.
He sighed deeply, unsure of how things had evolved to this point. But he was confident that he could untangle all these misunderstandings.
The phone suddenly rang, and when he saw it was Yang Tian calling, he frowned slightly. He had made all the arrangements before leaving, so for Yang Tian to call at this moment, something must have happened.
Frowning, he answered the call, and Yang Tian's urgent voice came through, "Tianyou!"
"Yang Tian, what's the matter?"
