"Dad, thank you." Yao Beidi was trying to control her emotions, to refrain from crying.
Mr. Yao sighed in helplessness and patted Yao Beidi's hand, "Live well, don't worry mom and dad."
"Mm."
Live well.
She truly wanted to live well too.
She also really wanted to overcome the hurdle that was always present in her heart, to just step over it.
She was somewhat tired lately.
The workload was indeed substantial.
But no matter how exhausting it was, Abiao arrived at Haohan Peak early nonetheless.
These days, Brother Xiao Ye had to focus all his energy on his wife, so now he needed to spend more time dealing with affairs.
He massaged his somewhat aching temples and pushed open the door to their private room.
His gaze suddenly paused.
The man sitting on the couch in front of him, sipping spirits by mouthfuls - was it his Brother Xiao Ye?!
So early?!
He lifted his head to look at the large clock nearby.
It was only 8 o'clock, no, it was still two minutes shy of 8 o'clock.
