Bab 397: I Won't Owe Helian Xun the slightest bit of guilt (3)

Jing Muchen let go of his hands and hugged her delicate body in his arms. His eyes could not help but turn red. It was as if he saw a four-year-old girl carrying a small school bag standing alone at the empty kindergarten entrance, waiting for her mother to come and pick her up…

He had long thought about how difficult it would be for a single woman with a daughter to live in D City. However, hearing it from her mouth, even though it was just a mention, it already made his heart, which had always been indestructible, feel a piercing pain.

He reached out with one hand and took out a tissue. He gently let go of the little woman in his arms and lifted her tearful little face. He gently wiped away the wet tears and comforted her gently," Don't cry, be good." Now that you have me by your side, believe me, I will never let anything happen to our daughter."