He knew very well that Jiang Tian would name their daughter.

In her eyes, this was her daughter, who would take her surname and inherit her estate.

Jiang Ting was just a supporting character.

Jiang Tian wouldn't like or use the name he gave her.

Sometimes he wondered if Jiang Tian's attitude was clear enough.

She constantly reminded him that he should give up soon.

However, it's not so simple to easily let go of someone.

Since he couldn't forget her and couldn't be together, Jiang Ting chose to run away.

As long as he doesn't think about these issues, they can live in peace.

After the grand feast ended, we waited for several more days.

Jiang Ting then said to Jiang Tian, ​​"The documents and other things are all prepared. If you wish to set off, you can do so in the next few days."

Jiang Tian held her daughter, glanced at him quietly, and finally said two words: "Thank you."

What are you thanking me for?

This is his daughter too.

Looking at the well-behaved, adorable, and beautiful baby in the swaddling clothes, Jiang Ting's gaze slowly softened.

"You know where I live. If you're going to visit her, remember to write to me first."

Jiang Ting suddenly looked up at Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian smiled helplessly: "We may want to live in anonymity, but we're not trying to escape to the ends of the earth. You are her father, why can't you come to see her?"

Overwhelmed with joy, Jiang Ting choked up and was speechless for a moment.

A few days later, Jiang Tian left the capital with her daughter and returned to Jiangnan.