When the door opened, she saw the facial features of the child.The secretary thought to herself, "This Little Master is truly the spitting image of our Young Master.""Especially those eyebrows. Could he be our president's child?"However, she had heard that Miss Miao's child was already dead, so where had this child come from?"Please come in." Without thinking about it too much, she took the two people into the President's office.The little fellow lowered his eyes and allowed the servant to pull him along. There was no expression on his youthful face.He was totally uninterested in large mansions, nor was he filled with the joy that a young child should normally have when meeting their father."President, they have arrived," the secretary announced, pushing open the door."Bring a glass of warm milk and go to the Finance Department to withdraw 200,000 Yuan in cash. When Miao Xiaobei arrives, you'll go down and fetch her. She hasn't been here for a long time and I wouldn't b

In the end, she emerged victorious, and he was utterly defeated.He even had to pay for all the furniture in her house, including her son's toys.As it had already been exquisitely decorated, they were able to move in directly. Of course, the costly price of the apartment did make Miao Xiaobei feel more than a little heartache.However, in order to let her son live more comfortably and have a real home, she felt that the price was worth it.One week after moving in, Murong Ling turned up at their door dead drunk late in the night.She had never seen him looking so haggard and pathetic before.She couldn't bear to leave him outside alone, so she dragged him into the house. It took her a lot of effort, but she eventually managed to pull him onto the sofa."I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...""Uh, what?" Miao Xiaobei could barely make out his drunk mumbles.She could not make sense of what he was saying, so she bent her body lower and leaned into him."I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Murong Ling held onto her with all his might and he roared in a low voice.Due to his cold, his breath was a little unstable and he suddenly began to cough violently. She could feel his warm breath against her neck, intertwining with her own from time to time. It was hard to differentiate them.Miao Xiaobei was no longer struggling. She had been waiting to hear those three words for seven years. What was the point of him saying them now?Many things had already happened and they would never be able to turn back the clock.Both of them kept silent as Murong Ling's coughs started to quieten down. He leaned his warm face closer to her neck as he said in his hoarse voice, "I really love you.""I'm serious. I know just how wrong I was."Miao Xiaobei suddenly felt a dampness on her neck and was shocked. Looking into his tearful eyes, her heart began to ache."The thing is, I don't love you anymore."She suddenly stood up and stared at him, a cold and indifferent expression sweeping o

"Murong Ling, guess you can't wait to send me to prison, huh? I never knew you to be so cruel. I love you so much, and you know that I have cancer, yet you're still sending me to that gloomy hellhole. I'm devastated."Miao Wanwan looked up at the sky as she spoke, a single tear falling from the corner of her eye.Miao Xiaobei paid absolutely no attention to her words. Her entire being was focused on the sleeping child wrapped in her arms. She was so afraid that Miao Wanwan would fall off the cliff accidentally if she was startled or shifted her weight a little."Miao Xiaobei, I hate you so much, do you know that? Why you are better than me at everything? Even your luck is better! Why don't I have anything? My entire life, I've had to struggle just for a few scraps of happiness, but you snatched everything away. How can I not hate you?" she wailed.Murong Ling signaled for Miao Xiaobei to keep talking to her, then he silently edged towards the space behind her."Do you know how muc