As Qiao Haifan turned to leave under the cover of night, his figure appeared exceptionally forlorn.

Yang Qiaoqiao felt a mix of emotions.

She knew very well that she couldn't reciprocate Qiao Haifan's feelings.

Just then, the phone rang at home; it was Yang Jianguo calling.

This morning, Yang Jianguo called to wish his two nephews a happy birthday, and yesterday the postman delivered the gifts Yang Jianguo had given the two little ones to their home.

Yang Jianguo called at this time to ask about the two little ones' birthday.

He felt quite guilty. A child's first birthday is their first birthday and an important milestone in their life.

The maternal uncle is the most important person in the family, and it was really inappropriate for him, as the uncle, to not be able to attend his nephew's birthday celebration.

Lin Xiaohui told Yang Jianguo about what happened today.

Besides saying how happy the two children were, she also emphasized that the two children disliked Huo Beixiao, and Yang Qiaoqiao didn't show Huo Beixiao any mercy and directly kicked him out.

Yang Jianguo didn't feel happy when he heard about this; instead, he felt a mix of emotions.

To be honest, he didn't want Huo Beixiao and his sister to have gotten to this point.

Huo Beixiao had done a great favor for their family, but his sister had also done him a great favor by risking everything to clear his name.

Although the grudges and grievances between these two people are hard to count, it's truly disheartening to see them end up like this.

Yang Jianguo didn't say anything more, but said to Yang Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, I've been researching the tastes in Haicheng lately, and I'll try to open a shop there as soon as possible."

Yang Qiaoqiao nodded, "Okay, brother, I'll wait for you here."

But actually, when Yang Jianguo comes to Haicheng, she may not still be in Haicheng. When she bought that house in Beicheng, she planned to put her idea into practice after things stabilized in Haicheng.

Afterwards, Yang Qiaoqiao inquired about Yang Jianguo, Zheng Yulan, and the child's situation.

Zheng Yulan gave birth a few days ago, and it was a son.

Yang Jianguo asked Guo Jingyun, An'an and Lele's godmother, to help take care of them.

When talking about his newborn child, Yang Jianguo couldn't hide his joy. "Jizheng is growing very well these past few days. He's grown out and isn't so wrinkled anymore. Although he's a bit dark-skinned, he's quite sturdy."

Little Guoqing has been planning every day lately to take his younger brother to play with rolling hoops and slingshots when he grows up, and he's really excited about it.

When Yang Jianguo was talking about Yang Jizheng, he didn't forget about Xiao Guoqing either, genuinely treating Xiao Guoqing as his own son.

When Yang Qiaoqiao hung up the phone, the two little ones, who had been excited all day, were already asleep.

She and Lin Xiaohui carried the two sleeping babies back to their room.

Seeing the two little ones sleeping so soundly, Yang Qiaoqiao gently kissed their foreheads and touched their little faces, her heart softening.

However, when she saw her little girl and thought about what her little girl had said to Huo Beixiao earlier that day, she still felt uneasy.

Such words are definitely not something a one-year-old child could say.

She had been thinking about this all day, and originally planned to ask Xiao An'an alone after all the guests had left.

But the little one was so excited all day that she was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as the guests left.

I guess I'll just have to wait until my daughter wakes up tomorrow morning to tell her about it.

On the other side, Huo Beixiao wolfed down several bites of cake, the bittersweet cream smearing his mouth.

It also blocked his throat.

His face turned red, and he found a bottle of wine in the cabinet and gulped it down.

The spicy liquor stimulated his taste buds and went down his throat into his stomach, making him feel a little better.

He drank the entire bottle of wine down his throat as if it were water.

His stomach was burning and he felt a bit dizzy, but he felt much better.

After pouring the last two drops of wine into his mouth, he dropped the bottle, letting it roll away to the side.

He slumped to the floor, leaned against the sofa, and fell asleep.

The next day, when Huo Beixiao woke up, he felt a terrible headache.

Before he could even catch his breath, the cell phone lying next to him rang.

He frowned and answered the phone.

Jiang Yiran's voice came from inside.

At this moment, he didn't know if it was because of the hangover or because he really felt nauseous upon hearing Jiang Yiran's voice.

He felt a churning in his stomach and quickly ran to the bathroom to vomit.

Before Jiang Yiran could speak, she heard Huo Beixiao's unusual voice on the other end of the phone.

She quickly asked with concern, "Brother Beixiao, what's wrong? Brother Beixiao, where are you now?"

After vomiting, Huo Beixiao finally felt a little better.

He ignored Jiang Yiran's anxious and concerned voice and asked coldly, "What do you want with me?"

Jiang Yiran was sensible enough not to express any more concern for Huo Beixiao, and instead directly stated her purpose.

"Brother Beixiao, my parents have found me."

"Your parents?" Because of his hangover, Huo Beixiao didn't react for a moment.

Jiang Yiran knew that Huo Beixiao had lost part of his memory, so she naturally assumed that Huo Beixiao was asking this because he had forgotten Jiang Guozhi and Bai Yuzhu.

She explained it to Huo Beixiao and said, "Brother Beixiao, my parents said they wanted to make it up to me, so they bought me a house in Haicheng."

I have my own house now, so I'll give your house back to you.

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