Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Blake rubbed Jean’s head. “It’s okay. Although I owe her, I can pay it back.”

Cynthia was gone, but Serene was still here.

Lilly nodded. “I won’t hit Serene the next time I see her.”

It depended on the situation. Lilly would disagree if Serene asked Blake to admit her as his daughter. It was okay to pay Serene back, but it did not mean agreeing unconditionally.

Lilly felt that Serene was like Alban. They were on the same path.

Blake said, “Okay, don’t think much. Go to sleep.”

After watching the story, it was 11.00 pm. Bettany already came up to remind them several times.

Jean said, “I’m going to see Mom.” After speaking, she disappeared in a flash.

Before sleeping, Lilly was lying on the bed. Blake took a quaint book and read to her in a low voice.

Lilly suddenly said, “Daddy, things in this world are complicated.”

The bad people were not always bad, and good people were not always good. The complexity of the human heart was much more complicated than what she thought she understood.

Love, hate, and hatred were in everyone’s life. Those things also gave rise to the seven emotions, six desires, and all kinds of life.

moved. She closed her eyes and fell

while

…

was still awake. She adjusted her mood and knocked on the door

fell asleep, and Bettany was folding Matthan’s clothes. When she heard the knock on the door, she thought it was someone else. She froze when

could not help but clench the

is Dad

pig when he’s asleep… No, the pig can wake up when thunder strikes. He can’t even wake up when

but chuckle. Hugh and

Jean subconsciously wanted to help Bettany tidy up the clothes, but her hands penetrated the baby’s clothes. She retracted her hand

to fold clothes as if she did not see anything. She asked, “You haven’t come back for so

about it. It should be fine to talk

Maya mixed water in her soup. She was so angry that she almost smashed the pot. To reincarnate smoothly, I had to drink soup there. Seeing she was too busy, I helped her make soup and became her

help but laugh. “You’re amazing! Wouldn’t ten

poke Jean’s forehead. Jean leaned vaguely

did not matter. It was good enough to be able to see and hear

and magical

…

is your sister?” Serene folded her arms. Her expression was cold, and she frowned while looking at the sleeping Tia. Tia