Seeing Qu Zi'an and Xia Shi start to further discuss the divorce procedures, Bi Xia slowly stood up and walked to the desk. His eyes were attracted to an old-looking photo frame on the desk.
He raised his hand and picked it up. Bi Xia first widened his eyes, then smiled faintly.
In the photo within the frame, a woman lay on a hospital bed. Her face looked extremely exhausted, but her beautiful eyes were full of infinite tenderness as she looked down at the slightly ugly infant still in swaddling clothes in her arms. Standing beside her was a small boy whose starry eyes were filled with curiosity and joy. At that moment, his index finger was being tightly grasped by the small hand of the infant.
Bi Xia was in a daze. At this moment, he suddenly felt a weight on his body. Bi Xiaoyuan skillfully climbed onto Bi Xia, then the whole person hung onto Bi Xia's back, with his little head resting on Bi Xia's shoulder. He said in a childish voice, "Brother, what are you looking at?"
