Watching the girl’s slowly departing figure, Lv Tian’s ears echoed with her recent words. He lowered his head gradually, deeply burying it in his hands, emitting helpless sobs.

Leaving Prosperous Real Estate, An Yiqing directly took a car back to the villa.

The car was very quiet, she took the USB from her bag and handed it to Zhang Yufeng, who was driving, "Let Xiao Yoo spread it online tomorrow."

After saying this, she narrowed her eyes slightly, rested her head against the seat, and gazed outside, reminiscing about the events of two days ago.

Two days ago, she took Xiao Hei to the mall to buy some children’s clothes and encountered a mother and daughter at the clothing store. The woman was very fair-looking, with a gentle smile that was pleasing. The little girl seemed about three or four years old, chubby with two braids swinging adorably.

The little girl stopped in her tracks upon seeing Xiao Hei. She grabbed Xiao Hei’s hand and giggled foolishly at him and An Yiqing.

"Pretty sister, pretty brother."

The woman hurriedly stepped forward to pry the little girl’s hand away, only to be met with tears.

"Mommy, baby wants pretty sister and pretty brother."

The woman had no choice but to apologize to An Yiqing. Seeing the girl holding tightly onto Xiao Hei, An Yiqing smiled helplessly and discussed with the woman, deciding to take the two kids to the children’s park.

For Xiao Hei, who lived more than twenty thousand years, a place like a children’s park felt somewhat helpless. However, with a little sticky chap clinging to him, he had no choice but to accompany with smiles and play.

"Pretty brother, is pretty sister your mom?"

"No."

"Ah! Then where are your mom and dad?" The little girl blinked her bright eyes.

"Don’t have." Xiao Hei answered honestly.

"Pretty brother is so pitiful! Shall I share half of my dad with you?" The little girl’s eyes were red, looking sympathetically at Xiao Hei, in a generous manner, "My dad is the best dad ever, he lets me ride on his shoulders and cooks delicious food for me. If someone bullies me, dad will go and beat them up. If I cry, dad will comfort me. But daddy is a bit busy and often doesn’t come home..." The little girl’s eyes teared up, suddenly turned and pitifully looked at the woman, "Mommy, baby misses daddy. Why hasn’t he come back yet?"

The woman quickly picked up the sobbing little girl, gently comforting, "Baby, don’t cry. Shall we call daddy and ask him to come back sooner?"

The little girl nodded while crying.

With no choice, the woman took out her phone and dialed her husband’s number. On the phone, the man’s voice came, and the little girl took the phone, crying uncontrollably.

"Daddy, why aren’t you home yet? Baby wants to ride on shoulders!"

The man’s voice immediately became gentle, softly coaxing the little girl. Finally, after being urged several times by his secretary to attend a meeting, he reluctantly hung up the call.

An Yiqing heard clearly, the secretary on the other end called the man "President Lv."

As night fell, the little girl reluctantly bid farewell to Xiao Jiang.

An Yiqing stepped forward, gently touched the little girl’s soft hair, and asked, "Baby, do you really love your daddy that much?"

The little girl’s chubby face puffed up, nodded emphatically, "Uh-huh, baby loves daddy the most! Baby is waiting for daddy to come back for shoulder rides!"

An Yiqing smiled and said nothing more, turning around and leaving with Xiao Hei.

The next day, on the coffee table were two investigation reports, the mother and daughter were indeed Lv Tian’s wife and daughter.

"Miss, you..." Zhang Yufeng hesitated to speak.

An Yiqing lowered her eyes, her breath heavy, even the air thickened with suffocation.

After a long time, she sighed deeply.

"I was once an orphan."

A cryptic sentence brought tears to Zhang Yufeng’s eyes.

...

Retrieving her wandering thoughts, An Yiqing slowly closed her eyes, merging into the car seat.

She was never a kind person, nor a sentimental one. However, when facing a little girl’s clear gaze and pure expectations, she still couldn’t harden her heart.

She was once an orphan, countless times hoped that loving parents would one day appear before her. She had killed, done many things outside the law, but couldn’t bear to shatter a little girl’s expectations.

She was waiting for her daddy to come back for shoulder rides.

...

Afternoon sunlight scattered finely into the car, the warm sun casting a halo over the girl’s flawless face. The hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth seemed brighter than the warm sun.

In this world, there is too much joy and sorrow, separation and reunion, difficult to balance. But at least what she had personally witnessed, she very much wished to be unashamed in her heart.