Young Master Xie's Singing, Coaxing Her to Sleep

Yun Bixue waited patiently while lying on the bed. Holding the phone closer to her ear, the corners of her lips turned up.

After a while, a deep melodious voice was heard from the other end of the phone. "Little swallow donning a flower dress and coming here every spring… Little swallow said that it is the most beautiful here in spring…"

His singing voice was just as she had expected. Like his normal voice, it was melodious and moving, hypnotic and sweet. His voice gently tugged at her heartstrings. As Yun Bixue listened, she felt enchanted. She never knew that a nursery rhyme like that could move her so much.

She listened attentively and held her breath, afraid that she would interrupt him. The corners of her lips turned up even higher. Her eyes were also filled with excitement and fascination.