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Wen Jing muttered in disbelief as she looked at the calm and joyous face …

Jing, I know, but there are some things that can't be done as you wish. It's not that you think that two people can be together if they love each other, it's fate for me to be separated from him. Perhaps you should say that I'm weak, stubborn, and too heartless, but Jing, do you know that some injuries are enough?

"But you still love him, don't you? "Since you love, you should strive for it. You will only be happy when you are with the person you love, Yan'er, right?"

Wen Jing sighed a little, but she also knew that the happy face looked so delicate. In reality, she was strong and stubborn, more powerful than her and Kaka.

"Love is very important, I have loved him once, although the ending was not perfect, in short, it was in the past, and now, Jing, I have decided to let go of him completely. There are some people and things that need more cherishment than love."

"You mean Zeng Yaxi?" You don't love him. It's unfair to him to marry him and have children, isn't it? "If you feel guilty and want to repay this debt of love, bind yourself to someone you don't like. Yan'er, is this really good for everyone?"

"Jing, I don't want to hide it from you. Come in." Huaiyan stood up, but her tears had already started to fall.

Wen Jing followed her into the room. When she took something out of the drawer, Wen Jing's expression changed. She stood stiffly on the spot. Yan'er … Why is your fate so bitter? "

Huaiyan shook her head, sniffed and took the things before locking them in the drawer. She smiled bitterly, "It's not too late yet. Jing, do you understand? "

Wen Jing nodded, her eyes turning red. She gently embraced Yan Rong and rested her chin on her neck as she repeated in a soft voice, "Yan Er, what should we do? What will you do? I'm really worried for you, Yan'er … What are you going to do? What exactly do I need to do to make you happy? "

"Jing, I'm not afraid. The only thing I'm glad about is that I still have a chance."

"Yan'er, you are always thinking for others, when will you think for yourself? Don't you feel bitter, don't you feel wronged? "

Huaiyan gently shook her head, "The heavens have taken care of me too much. I've met Asai, this is my greatest fortune."

"Warm, keep calling me daddy, call me daddy until I open the door." Huaiyan held onto Warm Little Hands as she stood outside a door. She pulled on her daughter's small windbreaker, straightened her hat, and softly said.

"Dad, open the door! Warmth is about to die from the cold. If Warmth dies from the cold, then you should change your name to 'Cold Cold'. Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy …" Open the door. "

Warmth used all his strength to knock on the door. His hand that was wearing a pair of furry gloves slapped the wooden door, causing a "pfft pfft" sound. However, the room was still quiet.

Warmth was a little disappointed. She stopped and raised her chubby face to look at him with a smile. "Mum, has daddy given up on us?"

"I've made up my mind." She rubbed her red face and said gently, "Warmth, Daddy won't open the door tonight, so we won't go back, okay?"

"But, but my warm shoes are soaked through, my feet are so cold …" Warmth jumped up a few times, then grabbed the smiling leg and acted like a spoiled child.

Huaiyan glanced at the tightly shut wooden door, smiled, and said, "Then go and tell Daddy that Daddy dotes on you the most. It'll be time to open the door soon."

"Alright, I'll give him one more chance. If he really doesn't care about me, then I won't kiss him anymore." "Dad, your warm feet are about to freeze over, your face is so cold, your hands are slapping so hard … Oh, mom said that dad won't open the door, so you don't need to bring him home. If he stands here all night, then tomorrow he'll turn into a snowman. Dad, open the door, open the door …"

At the end of the call, there was a sudden sob. The door was shut tight, as if there was no one inside.

She had tears hanging on her face, but her voice was still loud and clear, "This father is the same as my father in the past; he's a bad guy. No need to be warm, no need to be warm.

The smile on her face was stunned by her words. She bent down and hugged her. "Warm …"

Warmth let out a cry and tightly hugged onto Joy, "Mom, why doesn't Daddy want me? Is it because I'm not good enough due to being warm enough? Is it because I fought in the kindergarten? Daddy hates me, so he doesn't even want Mom anymore? "

"No, no, Warmth, you're the most obedient baby …"

"Mom, Warmth has given up …"

Warmth wiped away his tears. His tone was similar to that of a young adult, yet it caused Joy to be at a loss whether to laugh or to cry.

Huaiyan pulled on the warm blanket as she prepared to leave the courtyard. However, a low and deep voice rang out from behind her, "Huaiyan."

Her face froze, she slowly turned around, her eyes blurred with tears as she saw that person leaning against the door. He was still so tall, even though he wore cotton clothes, he still looked a lot thinner, but his eyes were still as black and intoxicating as before. In her entire life, she had never seen another person with such beautiful eyes.

"Father …"

Warmth changed his heart very quickly. He had just made up his mind to not pay any more attention to him, but now, he had a hand that suddenly broke out of his smile as he rushed over like a small child.

The ball of flesh knocked Ashes back a step. He held her tightly, but his eyes were already red and swollen. "Warmth, I'm sorry."

"Daddy, it's okay."

She smiled like a chrysanthemum.

Zeng Yaxi kissed her on the cheek twice before letting her go. He walked slowly towards the figure outside the door. He opened his arms and hugged her, "Xu Huayan."