Xiao Tianyu had never felt the warmth of a home as he grew up. Now suddenly married, he was somewhat looking forward to understanding what home felt like.
Especially seeing couples on the street, he felt more and more that he did indeed need a home.
In Xiao Tianyu's imagination, home was beautiful and a hope for the future. No matter how much hate or animosity there was, at least for now, that was his home.
Whether this home was truly beautiful, only time could prove.
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Central Manor.
Huaxia Time 19:40, it's been 55 minutes now, and in the long dark night, there was still no sign of Xiao Tianyu. Ye Qingcheng was getting anxious, constantly checking the time, as if in the last five minutes if Xiao Tianyu didn't show up, her life would change drastically.
