Walking arm in arm along the sandy beach under the blue sky and azure sea, listening to the man explain with a gentle smile that his confession of love was not a whim, Qin Yuji felt that the Goddess of Fortune seemed to always favor her, never straying far.
As the sea breeze began to rise, worried that Qin Yuji might catch cold because the hem of her skirt got wet by the seawater, Chi Jingxuan held her hand and led her back to the hotel.
Just as they entered the door, the phone rang.
Hu Jiahao sent a video, and as soon as it was connected, Hu Jiahao's beaming smile appeared on the screen.
"Yuji, when are you coming back? We haven't seen you for months, Xiao Ai and I miss you very much, oh, and Mom, she's mentioned you several times too."
Hu Jiahao said with a smile, his eyes gleaming with joy.
"I'll be back soon, Jiahao. Did you receive the gifts I sent to you and Xiao Ai?"
Qin Yuji asked with a smile.
