Song Xingwan looked at Jiang Yao in the video, who had cut her hair short and looked like she had just been released from prison, and simply responded with a faint "Yes."
"I see."
"Wanwan, raising two children all by yourself must be exhausting, right?"
"Huo Yunting, it's all over between us a long time ago. These two children have absolutely nothing to do with you, so don't flatter yourself."
"Can you give me a chance to start over? I've missed you so much these past three years that I'm almost going crazy."
Huo Yunting mustered his courage and slipped into the house.
He did make a mistake back then.
Even today, he doesn't dare to hope for Song Xingwan's forgiveness.
However, he really didn't want to lose her again.
"Mr. Huo, please leave. If you don't leave, I will call the police to report you for trespassing." Song Xingwan looked at the rogue-like Huo Yunting, her usual gentle demeanor completely changed, and she glared at him coldly.
"Could you make an exception? Just give me five minutes."
As Huo Yunting spoke, he turned around and dragged the two large boxes from the doorway into the house.
One of the boxes contained a variety of figurines, including Marvel superheroes and all sorts of high-tech toys.
The other box was filled with dolls of all sizes and miniature castles for the dolls to live in.
Guoguo and Duoduo cheered with joy upon seeing so many toys.
Song Xingwan twitched her lips, speechless as she watched the two little ones throwing themselves at Huo Yunting.
In fact, she had bought all of these toys, and the two little ones were clearly tired of playing with them a long time ago.
The reason they act so happy must be out of a sense of propriety, right?
Or perhaps, they genuinely want to acknowledge this father as their father...
The thought of this possibility made Song Xingwan's heart clench tightly.
Five minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Seeing that Song Xingwan did not urge him to leave, Huo Yunting simply pretended not to remember the matter and played with the two children for a long time until they snuggled in his arms and fell into a sweet sleep.
He gazed deeply at the two soft, cuddly little ones in his arms, his heart filled with regret for not being able to watch them grow up.
Looking at this harmonious and heartwarming scene, Song Xingwan suddenly realized that she might have been too harsh on him.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally handed him the spare key to her house.
"If you want to see the child, you can come anytime."
"good."
Huo Yunting stared in astonishment at Song Xingwan, who had suddenly relented, but a glimmer of hope rekindled in his eyes.
For the past three years, he has been like a man without a home.
I eat and live at the company.
Now, he not only has two lovely children, but the person he has been longing for is also right in front of him, instantly filling him with a strong sense of home.
He didn't know when Song Xingwan would forgive him, nor when she would accept him back.
He only wanted to win her back, even if it took a lifetime.
On the other side.
Ling Mo returned to the bridal chamber with Qin Beiming. After washing up, she took advantage of Qin Beiming's washing up to start working on her laptop.
She has joined the National Institute of Science and Technology. Although she is not particularly busy, she has quite a few projects on hand.
However, after opening her laptop, she couldn't concentrate on her work; her mind was filled with images of Qin Beiming's body, which was both pleasing to the eye and...worthy of being defiled.
Hearing the sound of running water from the bathroom, she swallowed nervously and typed a line on the keyboard:
What should you do on your wedding night?
After pressing the Enter key, various colorful images and texts instantly popped up on the webpage.
She quickly browsed the web pages, completely unaware that Qin Beiming had already moved closer to her:
"What are you looking at?"
"I'm...I'm busy with work."
Ling Mo blushed and made up a random excuse.
Qin Beiming closed the notebook in her hand and said with a smile:
"Is your own husband not handsome enough? How could you still be looking at other men on your wedding night?"
"No... I was just searching randomly..."
Before Ling Mo could finish speaking, Qin Beiming carried her to the bed.
"Don't be nervous, we'll take it slowly."
"Um."
Ling Mo nodded, naively believing his so-called "take it slow".
The next day, she surprisingly didn't go to work.
It wasn't until the day of her return visit that she, completely covered up, returned to the Zhan family with Qin Beiming.
Seeing this, the various media outlets that were waiting outside their bridal chamber wrote increasingly exaggerated articles in an attempt to attract attention.
Such as:
[The newlywed prince of Beijing's elite circle celebrates his wedding with three days of passionate lovemaking, draining his wife dry!]
For example:
[The amazing couple Mo Ming is finally together! Having twins is no longer a dream, and having nine babies is just around the corner!]
...
Qin Beiming ignored the gossip and gripped Ling Mo's hand tightly.
Before I met her, happiness seemed to be just an ordinary yet unattainable word in the dictionary.
After meeting her, happiness became every minute and every second I spent with her.
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