When Fu Lingye came out of the study room, he walked past the kid's bedroom. He saw Mu Tongrui holding Sweetheart in her arms, telling her a story.

The man stood at the door for a long time without disturbing the pair.

Perhaps it was because the scene was too heartwarming, Fu Lingye could not bear to disturb. Only when Sweetheart, in her cartoon pyjamas, fell asleep on Mu Tongrui's chest, Mu Tongrui lightly petted the back of the little one, and carefully put the storybook away. Just as she was ready to snuggle with Sweetheart to sleep, Fu Lingye walked in.

Fu Lingye picked Mu Tongrui up from the child's bed in a sweep. Mu Tongrui let out a small squeak of surprise, and asked softly, “Lingye? You're done with your work?”

Fu Lingye let out a soft hum while carrying her out of the kid's bedroom.

Mu Tongrui struggled a little, “Let me down, I promised Sweetheart that I will sleep with her tonight. If she does not see me there tomorrow morning, she will definitely be upset!”

“If you accompany Sweetheart tonight, who will accompany me?” He asked in all seriousness.

Mu Tongrui blushed, “You're a grown man, why are you fighting with Sweetheart?”

Fu Lingye had always been a light sleeper. Especially since 10 years ago when Qiao Sang passed on, in the first few years of suffering from depression, he had insomnia. Even with the help of sleeping pills, it was common for him to pull all-nighters. His temper had been much better past 3 years thanks to Sweetheart, and so had his insomnia, but he could not fall into a deep sleep.

However, Fu Lingye realized that when he slept with Mu Tongrui in his arms, he would sleep particularly well.

“Compared to Sweetheart, I need you more. I need you in my arms for me to fall asleep.”

“.....”

This unexpected sentence sent ripples through Mu Tongrui's heart.

Although Fu Lingye had a serious expression when he said the sentence, Mu Tongrui could almost taste the sweetness. It was not sweet nothings, but they were more useful than honeyed words between lovers.

“Then wake me up earlier tomorrow morning so I can sneak back into Sweetheart's room.” Mu Tongrui was all too aware of how Sweetheart was like Fu Lingye, and was not a morning person. If Sweetheart did not see her tomorrow morning, the little one would definitely get mad.

Lingye replied with

bed, Mu Tongrui automatically turned around and snuggled into his embrace, “Lingye, have you ever wondered -

frowned, “Why would you make such an

Qiao Sang was still alive he would probably bring her back to

came back. All these events felt predestined - even

again, but the death of her father replayed vividly in her mind. Plus, the person he truly loves had always been Qiao

her departure - purchased the tickets, prepared the luggage, and made plans. Now, all she had to do was to say

continue talking about Qiao Sang. With his arms around her waist and his eyes shut, he whispered in her ear, “Let's meet directly at Banyan Tree Hotel tomorrow evening. I'll get Xu Kun

we going to Banyan

a secret,” Fu Lingye replied

need for you to trouble Xu Kun to pick me up. Just give me a call when you get off work and I'll take a taxi over. Isn't it a waste

at the woman in his arms with mirth,

one who

small hand, and a finger lightly stroked the diamond ring on her ring finger. He lowered his head and planted a kiss on

instinctively felt that

drawn to Fu Lingye

you looking at me like that? Do

“.....”

turned back to hug her, and kidded her neck and cheeks, “It's getting late. If we do it would end around

tone was

him out of embarrassment. Who wants to do it? He is the

desk lamp. When he came back, Mu

called out to him in

hand and placed it on her belly. “Do you prefer a boy or a

neck and answered in

can't give birth to

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