"Make sure you finish your breakfast." Ye Zhou gently ruffled the girl's soft hair, ignoring the glint in her eyes, and picked up the suit jacket from the hanger.

“Um, we, yesterday…” An Youhe sat at the dining table, her eyes darting left and right.

"Yesterday? Did anything happen?" Ye Zhou smiled, put on his clothes, and left.

An Youhe was somewhat lost in thought, a hint of disappointment visible in her eyes. Was Ye Zhou really such a scumbag? Did he think he shouldn't cherish what he already had?

An You was listlessly picking at the fried rice on her plate when suddenly the door opened, a few light footsteps approached, and then her cheek was touched by something soft.

Ye Zhou smiled and said, "See you tonight."

Ye Zhou had always suspected that An Youhe had simply forgotten about him.

night--

On a luxury cruise ship.

An Youhe, dressed in a perfectly fitting light blue dress, looked at the men and women dancing at the ball.

The women were so elegant in every gesture, like noble roses, and the men were so gentlemanly.

But she can't dance; she's never learned to dance.

This is going to embarrass Ye Zhou, who even asked her to be his dance partner.

Ye Zhou, who was not far away, quietly watched the helpless girl. Liu Tian handed her a glass of wine, "You can drink now, brother."

Ye Zhou smiled and took the wine glass.

Liu Tian suddenly sighed, "It all seems like it happened yesterday. We were all teenagers back then. I was even being dragged to dance by Lao Wang."

Ye Zhou took a sip of wine and placed the glass on the tray. He got drunk after drinking too much.

"That's good too, I can take her to relive the past."

He walked towards the girl surrounded by the extras, reached out his hand to her, and the girl looked up at him with eyes that seemed to hold a sky full of stars.

"Beautiful lady, may I have this dance?"

"But, but I don't know how."

Ye Zhou gripped the girl's outstretched hand. "I'll teach you. You can step on my shoes."

Her delicate white toes rested on the shoe, moving rhythmically to the accompaniment of melodious music.

Slowly, her toes touched the ground, moving rhythmically with Ye Zhou's steps.

Ye Zhou's eyes lit up, and he smiled with delight.

"Youhe, you're back."

He held An Youhe tightly.

"I... I don't know why I'm dancing. I'm not lying to you." The girl was being held so tightly she could hardly breathe.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper." Ye Zhou released his embrace.

Colorful fireworks burst forth on the sea not far away.

An Youhe saw it in Ye Zhou's eyes, but didn't understand why he was so disappointed.

"Weren't the fireworks beautiful?"

"Beautiful." Because the fireworks are beautiful in your eyes.

...

Ye Zhou carried Xiao Anfeng through the door, and he saw joy and confusion in An Youhe's eyes.

An Youhe quickly stood up from the sofa and glanced at the baby in Ye Zhou's arms.

"What is this?" The baby stuck out its tongue and smiled at An Youhe.

"My daughter." Ye Zhou had no intention of hiding it from her.

An Youhe stood there in shock as Ye Zhou slowly walked up to her. "Want a hug?"

The girl belatedly shifted her gaze from Ye Zhou's face to Xiao Anfeng.

Her pink and tender toes wiggled happily, and her big, grape-like eyes looked at An Youhe.

An Youhe touched the child's little feet; they were so soft, as if they had no bones.

Unconsciously, tears began to fall. An Youhe hurriedly wiped them away, not knowing why she would cry for a child she had just met.

Ye Zhou tentatively said, "My daughter seems to like you a lot. Would you like to hug her?"

An Youhe took the child, but the child stubbornly sought out nutritious food, sucking on it through the fabric with its little mouth.

The girl blushed instantly, and Ye Zhou quickly pulled An Feng into his arms.

Silly child, you can't suck it out now. I'll feed you when Mom regains her memory. Otherwise, why do you think Dad brings Mom a glass of warm milk every night?

Ye Zhou had a wicked smile on his lips.

...

That night, Ye Zhou finally managed to coax his daughter to sleep, and as usual, he took the warm milk to sneak some of her food.

As he reached the door, about to knock, his hand froze in mid-air.

Ye Zhou panicked as he pushed open the door.

An Youhe is packing her luggage.

Why are you packing your luggage?

The girl did not stop what she was doing.

“I’ve been bothering your house for a long time now, and I should go home. Besides, it wouldn’t be good if your wife found out about us like this.”

"Well, there's no need to leave now. It's 11 p.m., it's dangerous for a girl like you to be out alone!" Had he gone too far with his joke? Ye Zhou was filled with regret, his wife's emotions had just calmed down.

The suitcase was closed, and the girl pushed it out.

Of course, Ye Zhou couldn't let her leave just like that. Where would she go? This was her home. Putting the tray aside, Ye Zhou, still in his pajamas, wrapped his arms around the girl's waist from behind, hugging her tightly.

"No, you can't leave."

An Youhe stubbornly pried open the fingers wrapped around her waist one by one, "We can't do this, Ye Zhou. You already have a wife. Have you considered me if we do this?"

After his hands were pried open, Ye Zhou tried to grab An Youhe's hands. The girl stubbornly tried to break free, so he simply picked her up, closed the door with his foot, and threw her onto the bed.

He held the girl's hands tightly, their fingers intertwined.

"You can't do this, your wife..."

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