Lin Ziran finally admitted the child was his, and Qin Qingnan was extremely moved.
That protective stance she took for her child made his heart ache.
For the past six years, he had not been by her side. She had raised the two children alone, surely facing many hardships. Her competence and resilience were honed through such challenges.
She bore children for him, yet he hadn't given even a shred of care, and no amount of guilt could make up for the regret.
He leaned in emotionally and held her hand, saying, "Xiao Ran, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's my bad. With me here, the children will stay by your side, no one can take them away, not even my parents."
With this assurance, Lin Ziran finally felt somewhat relieved, looking at her hand held tightly in his large palm, feeling that long-lost yet familiar warmth, she forcefully withdrew her hand.
