Seeing her small figure walk to the door, her happy face only felt a burst of sadness. "Warm …"

"Mom, are you regretting hitting me?"

Warmth stopped his steps and turned around, staring at the smiling face with his big aggrieved eyes.

"Silly girl."

"Silly girl, your mother loves you so much that there won't be a second one left in this world. Remember, you can't leave your mother no matter what. If you leave, your mother will continue to cry until her eyes can't be seen …"

Her gentle voice echoed in the small dining hall, and tears of joy flowed down her cheeks. Assi was right. If the warmth disappeared from her eyes, she would definitely go crazy.

"Mommy …" "Don't cry …"

The little girl was afraid that she would be reminded of what Yaxi had just said. She hurriedly pulled away from his embrace and threw herself into his arms, crying out in fear.

She was only two years old, but she was already this smart and sensible. If she were a little bit older, she would have gone to school and seen that everyone else had a father. If he were to ask her again, how would she reply?

"Mom, I don't need dad anymore …"

Warmth threw the handbag in her hand onto the ground, the corners of her mouth curled up high. Her chubby hands wiped away the tears of joy as she angrily yelled, "Daddy is a bad person. He hasn't returned home even after walking for so long. Warmth ignored him, I only want Mommy."

Even though she said that, her eyes still dimmed. In the future, if others were to talk about her being a bastard, would she be able to confidently throw rocks back at them?

The days passed lightly like water, without any wind or waves.

After Warmth went to the kindergarten, Asai found a job taking care of the warehouse in a small supermarket. He happily accepted a job in a software company and was lucky enough to become an assistant programmer, gradually becoming more proficient in the profession he had lost for a long time. He gradually became more proficient in it and was able to deal with it on his own.

Apart from being warm, that crazy girl would always bring a little injury home from time to time. Her life was almost perfect; oh yes, there was also Ah Xi who accompanied her for three years, but he did not waver in the slightest. She, on the other hand, seemed to gradually get used to living a family of three with such a bizarre lifestyle.

Assi could be said to be the most perfect man she had ever met. He had a maturity that didn't match his age, gentleness, perseverance, warmth, and he was even more patient than her mother. He had never seen her warm and fierce, not even a little bit impatient. It couldn't be said that her heart was unmoved. It was just that she didn't want to open her heart again.

Third anniversary of the divorce. Singapore.

"Ah Hao, it is not father that is forcing you to marry and have children, the whole situation is already imminent, can't you see Shen Zi Kui's ambition? "The founding of the Shen family was done by my grandfather and his own younger brother, also known as the Shen Zi Key's grandfather. Although later on, my grandfather was expelled from the board of directors for divulging the secrets of the company, but in terms of seniority, your uncle and his sons have the same natural inheritance as you do. The older members of the board of directors are all old antiques, and seeing that we only have you as our only son, and you don't even have a wife in your entire life, your cousins have already gotten married and have started to favor your uncle in their hearts. Ah Hao, if you don't get married again, do you really want to keep your grandfather in this business?"

Even though Shen Shaokang knew that he didn't like hearing these words and he didn't have much weight in his son's heart, as a parent, all he wished for was for his own children to live up to their expectations. Even if he hated him to the death, he would not compromise this time.

Only at the end did his heart suddenly feel a little uneasy. His grandfather's will had told him that once he gave birth to a child in the future, once the Shen family had an heir, he would have to carry them all the way to his grave for him to see.

But now, with Yan Yan Yan gone, how could he possibly give his grandfather an heir?

Seeing him fall into silence, Shen Shaokang sighed heavily. He stood up using his walking stick and took a few deep breaths before the butler hit his back and took a long time to regain his composure. He looked at Shen Canghao's expressionless face and sighed heavily, "Ah Hao, your father knows that my words have no weight in your heart. But this time, your father can't let things develop according to your will!"

He was suddenly at a loss. In such a long period of time, he had almost forgotten his own position, responsibilities, and dad's words were not wrong. If this continued, all of his grandfather's blood and sweat would be taken away, and he would be considered unfilial!

But if he were to marry someone else, he wouldn't be able to do so!