He couldn't hide a hint of bitterness in his heart.
But as soon as he thought of Ye'er's extremely adorable little face, the child was the flesh and blood of him and his wife. Even if his wife accepted him again because of their son, what did it matter?
Mr. Chang didn't even get half a chance.
He only needed one chance, and he would cherish his wife, truly until the end of time.
No, it would be deeper, more intense, and more desperately than Chang Haotian!
Once he figured it out, a radiant smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he cheerfully chased after his wife, "Dear, wait for me."
Su Qingyue's steps stopped outside Little Ye'er's room, and she glanced back at Xiao Yuchuan, "Keep your voice down, Ye'er is learning arithmetic right now."
"Oh." Xiao Yuchuan immediately covered his mouth, and looking through the open window, he saw Little Ye'er sitting at a specially made small desk, his tiny fingers quickly moving the abacus.
