Bo Yeyuan clenched the little lion tightly, feeling that every breath was lacking oxygen...
"I meant what I said about the three-year promise, I never lied to you. I also don't love Beitang Feng, otherwise we would have been married a long time ago. Why else would I keep delaying... Bo Yeyuan, you certainly don't know, the reason I didn't come back to you was that I couldn't."
Bo Yeyuan pressed his head, thinking that if all the words in this little lion were just something she made up to cheer him up on his birthday, he would be content enough now.
"We have a child."
What did she say?
"It's a boy, his name is Little Qiye... a combination of our names. Bo Qiye."
Bo Yeyuan suddenly looked up, his expression stunned like he was hit by a shock. Their child? How could that be?
