Indeed, there's a story here.
And also a little secret from the time when we were seventeen.
Young Master Xiao lowered his gaze and smiled faintly at Yan Xinxin. Under the starlight and moonlight, her beautiful smile could still make his heart race.
"Xinxin, do you remember that one time we talked at school?"
Young Master Xiao asked softly, the memory of that moment vivid in his mind.
It was that conversation that led him down the career path he walks today.
"Did we?"
Yan Xinxin frowned, trying to recall, but nothing came to mind.
"I only remember that every time the academic rankings came out, Xiao Yize's name was always ahead of mine."
Young Master Xiao pressed his lips into a small smile.
"Doesn't that count as a kind of fate?"
"Mama~"
"Little Xinxin~"
As they were chatting and laughing, Yan Xinxin could hardly believe her ears as she heard the clear voices of two children.
"Xi? Chenxi?"
She looked up, and sure enough, saw the two little ones running towards her.
