A lunch filled with warmth and harmony like a family feast; when the meal was over and Liang Hongshun and Bai Heshu were escorted back to their room to rest, Wen Nuan felt a sense of loss.
Waving goodbye to Liang Yanting, Wen Nuan took Fu Mingyu's hand, went downstairs, and got into the car, heading back to Imperial Mansion.
Having not slept well the night before and experiencing extreme joy and sorrow in the morning, plus crying for so long, Fu Mingyu thought Wen Nuan would be exhausted. But lying in bed, the little girl appeared as if she had taken stimulants and couldn't fall asleep.
"Third Brother, Mom said she pursued Dad back then. Do you think I've inherited that from Mom?"
Wen Nuan asked, her cheeks rosy.
Fu Mingyu: …
Unable to contain her excitement, Wen Nuan recounted the pure and sincere love story of her parents, then hugged Fu Mingyu's arm, whispering, "Third Brother, we'll be as good as Mom and Dad, won't we?"
"Yes."
