Although she didn't understand whether this change was due to affection or something else, Qiu Yingrong was acutely aware that since that time, she had become a different person. Every time she saw Lu Tianxing, she felt her heart uncontrollably race, as if a little deer were anxiously running around, unable to calm down.
And every time she saw Bai Zhiqing and Lin Qianru, she always felt a burst of unease, like a thief caught by the owner while stealing. Standing in front of Bai Zhiqing and Lin Qianru, she felt as if she were the concubine facing the Empress in ancient times, inherently lowering her head before Bai Zhiqing and Lin Qianru.
Whenever Lu Tianxing held Lingling, making Lingling laugh happily, telling Lingling stories, she sat by watching, and her heart would rise with a hope that this moment would be eternal. Sometimes she wished that Lu Tianxing could be Lingling's biological father.
