Gauze & Snow

There was breaking news in Beijing. “Master Qiao’s wife for twelve years ran away! Without taking her son with her!”
Rumors spread like wildfire. Some said that Master Qiao was two-faced with a cold attitude which led to an unhappy marriage. Others said his wife got together with another man. And a few said, their son was too ugly.
One day, the little boy found Ye Jiaqi and cried,” Qiqi, daddy says I was bought from a pet shop.”
“How can you buy such a gorgeous son from the pet shop,” Ye Jiaqi replied, “You were obviously won… From a lottery.”
…
Twenty years ago, he had spoiled her to the heavens. Twenty years later, he spoiled both of them to the heavens and back.
And from then on, Master Qiao had only one person in his heart.

Fated love: the unwanted bride

The little one was fast asleep, with a light rosy blush on his small face.


Jasmine Yale sat at the edge of the bed, unwilling to leave for a long time.


The little one looked so much like Sylvan Cheney. If her own baby were still alive, it would also be three years old now, right? It would be like Little Chale, wouldn't it?


After all, they would both be Sylvan's flesh and blood.


Her fingers lightly caressed the little one's face, she didn't want to let go.


She knew deep in her heart that if she didn't let go now, she would still have to leave one day.


She kept remembering Kaine Zahir's face in the heavy rain, full of wrinkles, tears streaming down.


After a long while, she stood up, ready to leave.


She glanced over, noticing something green peeking out from under the little one's pillow.


However, like Joe Heath has said, it is impossible to count the whims of children.


Chapter 315: You may sleep in Mr. Cheney's room