He had always strived for this goal, always wanting to give them, mother and son, a happy life. Because the one who truly owed them was him!
If he hadn't hurt her, she wouldn't have gone abroad right after giving birth to Lele.
Thinking of her, young and alone in a foreign land for those five years, living and studying on her own, while bearing the pain and healing her wounds.
His heart felt a heavy ache, increasingly pained and guilty, wishing he could slap himself a few times.
"A family of three?" Jiang Shuya chewed over these four words, as if they held a special meaning that made the corners of her lips softly lift.
"Yes, you, Lele, and I, a family of three." Huo Jingfeng repeated earnestly, promising, "I love you, and I love Lele too."
His words and expression were sincere, from the bottom of his heart.
"Thank you, Jingfeng..." Jiang Shuya was moved.
"No more thank yous!" Huo Jingfeng domineeringly cupped her face, "We are a family, no need for such formalities."
