After Wen Shuangqi left, Huo Yunxiao rubbed the key in his hand, lost in thought. This was the house Wen Shuangqi gave him when he came of age, and he had personally designed the interior. Huo Yunxiao remembered that the house was built on a mountaintop, and the second-floor bedroom had a huge floor-to-ceiling window where the morning light could flood the entire bed. Wen Shuangqi said that when he brought his new wife there, he would wake her up in the morning with a handful of roses in the sunlight. Huo Yunxiao knew that it was his mother's lifelong wish, but it had never been fulfilled. It wasn't that Huo Tianlin hadn't done it, but Wen Shuangqi no longer wanted to do such intimate and romantic things with him.
Huo Yunxiao thought, maybe he should take Shen Mu to live on Saint Tor Island for a few days. It would be nice to propose there, and his little girl would say yes to him in the sunshine and roses, and he would be ecstatic.
