Su Qingqing's eyes revealed a hint of affection. After folding the sheets with Ye Huan, she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head into his chest.
"What's wrong?" Ye Huan gently stroked her smooth long hair and asked softly.
"I feel so happy right now."
Feeling Ye Huan's heartbeat, Su Qingqing uttered this sentence filled with intense love.
Ye Huan smiled slightly, "Let's go down. Mom and Dad are waiting."
"Okay."
...
Tingxiang Pavilion, first-floor lobby.
Seeing Ye Huan holding Su Qingqing, who walked with some difficulty and had a slight pain on her face, coming downstairs, Li Luo and Song Yanhong exchanged glances and both revealed a faint smile.
In contrast to them.
On the other side of the sofa, the faces of Qin Guangming and his spouse were not looking good. Giving a glaring look to the disappointing Qin Ya, as if saying: I gave you a chance, and yet you couldn't use it!
