Zhou Qing gave her a long, deep look, then took out a communication jade scroll shimmering with three colors: "This time the commotion won't be small. Remember, no matter what happens, stay in a safe place and wait for me."
Yu Yan gently took the jade scroll, and then gazed at the man in front of her, who had been holding back for so long, as if she could feel the raging anger surging inside him.
He needed a moment to unleash it all.
"I'll wait for your return," she said softly.
Just as Zhou Qing nodded, ready to leave—
"Daddy..." a soft, sticky voice suddenly rang out.
Zhou Qing's whole body trembled and he turned sharply.
He saw Little Yaoyao in Yu Yan's arms stretching out her chubby little hand, her big dark eyes brimming with tears, and her little mouth puckering as she called again: "Daddy..."
In an instant, Zhou Qing felt as if the softest spot in his heart was fiercely struck.
He scooped up Yaoyao and gave her a heavy kiss on her rosy little face.
