Xiahou Xiu Yun's tone became somewhat somber.
She had never regretted giving up everything to pursue her dream of love.
But occasionally, when she reminisced, her heart was still in unbearable pain.
To gain something, you must give something up.
And this sacrifice is precisely one of the most precious things in the world.
After expressing her views, Xiahou Xiu Yun stood up and left.
Xingtian was left alone, sitting there quietly.
His eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life and... an immense sense of sighs and helplessness.
He didn't know that his son was serious this time.
Actually, Ran Xiangsi, aside from her unimpressive background, was good in every other aspect.
Most importantly, his son liked her.
Nothing was more important than his son.
"Alright, your mother once sacrificed everything for me. This time, let me, as your father, do something for you."
...
Ran Xiangsi followed Xing Chen out and occasionally looked back.
