"Xiao Mo." His tone turned more serious, his hands resting on her shoulders.
"Hmm?"
His gaze carried a hint of complexity as he softly spoke while staring at her: "If he treats you badly, remember to come find me."
Qiao Mo was slightly taken aback, then gently laughed and nodded: "Okay."
She accepted his affection, but in the end, they were already walking on two separate paths.
She fell in love with someone else, had a child, and eventually, he would also marry and have children.
So, even if one day she were abandoned by Fu Nancheng, she thought she should never appear in front of this man again.
Seemingly seeing through her thoughts, he gently embraced her, his gaze deeply fixed beyond Qiao Mo's back: "This promise holds for a lifetime."
Qiao Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes a bit sour: "Got it, being so sentimental, are you trying to make me cry."
After saying goodbye to him, as soon as she turned around, Qiao Mo found herself gazing into a pair of dark eyes.
