After speaking, she bowed her head slightly, her manner devout.
"Mom..."
Ye Liangyan threw herself into Lin Qingyuan's embrace, sobbing uncontrollably and unable to utter anything else.
Her heart was painfully sour, yet there was also a happiness that was indescribable.
She truly felt that, in this life, having her mother was enough.
Everything else became unimportant.
Jiang Yutang, however, remained silent for a very long time, so long that his tall and upright figure seemed to become a tree, steadfast and unmoving.
Under the cover of the night, his face appeared somewhat misty.
But those deep, black eyes were like stars in the sky, bright and dazzling, sparkling with a captivating brilliance.
After a while, he said with a serious tone, "Mom, please be assured, I will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"
A calm and simple sentence, yet it revealed his deepest intentions.