It took a whole week for everyone's life to gradually return to normal.

Time is a very magical thing. It can make people sad, and it can also let some of the sadness slowly heal.

Because of the winter vacation, Xiaoqiao was relatively free during this period. When Lu Yubei went to work, she would stay at home to read books and sometimes even sleep for a bit.

However, the question that had been plaguing her these past few days was this: It's almost the new year, Yan Family, should she return?

Even though it was true that she had broken off her father-daughter relationship with Yan Zhenguo, but … In terms of blood relations, they were unable to truly break away from each other.

Of course, she was looking forward to it, but what she looked forward to was the Yan Family of having a father, having a mother, and having a voice and laughter in the past.

It was different from the current Yan Family that was filled with coldness, coldness, and utilization.

It was either because it was the new year soon or because she had recalled the scene of her mother leaving when she was trying to persuade Lu Zihe that day. These past few days, when Xiaoqiao was sleeping, she would often dream of that scene.

Several times, she woke up in the middle of the night with a start. Her eyes were wide open as she stared blankly at the ceiling, filled with fear and sadness.

However, in order to not disturb Yubei and also so that he wouldn't be worried about himself, Xiaoqiao didn't tell him.

It repeated for a few days, which somewhat affected Xiaoqiao's mental state. Fortunately, she didn't have to go to school these few days, so she could directly go to sleep if she was tired.

On Friday, Lu Yubei finished his work ahead of time and got in his car to run home.

"Where's Xiaoqiao?" Lu Yubei asked as he did not see anyone familiar in the living room.

"The young lady is reading in the garden." the servant said.

"En!" Lu Yubei nodded his head and strode forward.

When they almost reached the flower garden, Lu Yubei saw the familiar figure on the soft sofa from afar. He called out to his softly, "Xiaoqiao …"

Surprisingly, however, there was no echo.

When he walked in, Lu Yubei realized that Xiaoqiao was already asleep. Her small body was nestled into the large sofa, her eyes were lightly closed, the book in his hands was spread out on his lap, and he rested her eyes on the page that she had just read.

It was a fine day. In the corner of the garden, one could smell not only the scent of plum blossoms, but also the sun's rays.

The sun was warm, lazy, and very comfortable. No wonder someone had fallen asleep while reading a book.

Because Xiaoqiao liked the sun, Lu Yubei specially ordered people to build a glass room at the corner of the garden. As the name implies, the glass window was surrounded by glass.

However, Lu Yubei had his men create a huge window design that surrounded the whole area. Not only that, the materials and functions of the glass had strict requirements, and they were always checked and tested by him.

This way, Xiaoqiao could enjoy the scenery outside to her heart's content inside the glass room. Furthermore, she could gather the sunlight from the winter and at the same time filter out the ultraviolet light that was harmful to the human body. Xiaoqiao especially liked this place.

Seeing that Xiaoqiao was sleeping so soundly, the corners of Lu Yubei's mouth hooked up in a pleased smile. Her heart was also filled with gentleness and softness.

Her gaze gently stopped on Xiaoqiao's body.

As she slept, Xiaoqiao moved her mouth. Maybe it was because it was too dry, but she stuck out her tongue and gently licked her lips.

Seeing this, Lu Yubei's heart moved. Like a warm current surrounding him, it became warm and slowly flowed in his heart.

He bent over, his handsome face continuously approaching Xiaoqiao. In the end, like a child, he stole a light kiss from Xiaoqiao's mouth, extremely satisfied.

Then, Lu Yubei carefully carried her in his arms. His movements were very light, and with Xiaoqiao sleeping so deeply, that's why... He didn't notice it at all and continued to sleep quietly with his eyes closed.

Because the sun was shining from all directions, there was a lot of sunlight in the glass room, so it was still warm, but … Once he was out of the glass room, the temperature dropped. Lu Yubei immediately put on his clothes for Xiaoqiao.

He carried her back to her room and took off her shoes, then covered her with a blanket. Seeing that she was still sound asleep, Lu Yubei was relieved and quietly left the bedroom, closing the door behind him.

When he went downstairs, he looked at the servant and instructed, "In the future, if the Young Madam falls asleep in the glass room, you must have someone by your side to prevent her from accidentally falling down. Also …" When the temperature in the glass room is not high, you must cover her with a blanket. You must not catch a cold. "

"Yes, President Lu, we have remembered it."

When Xiaoqiao woke up, it was already dusk. When she tilted her head and looked out of the window, she was still a little dazed.

Always... After a few minutes, he became more clear-headed. Then, Xiaoqiao slowly recovered.

She remembered reading in the glass room, and then she fell asleep on the soft couch beside her, feeling a little sleepy, her body unable to resist the tiredness.

At that time, it should have been the afternoon, but she had actually slept for several hours. When she opened her eyes again, the sun had already set.

Time passed by quickly.

Eh, that's right!

Wasn't she in the glass room? Why did he suddenly go into the bedroom and sleep on the bed?

It wasn't until Xiaoqiao lifted her blanket and got off the bed that she realized this major problem.

If two people carried her at the same time, then no matter how deep her sleep was, she wouldn't lose consciousness. The only possibility was … Yubei is back?

It was Yubei who carried her to bed!

Thinking about it, Xiaoqiao became excited, her face became excited as she donned a pair of slippers and went downstairs.

"Is Yubei back?" Down the stairs, Xiaoqiao looked towards the servant, and asked happily yet expectantly.

The servant nodded his head: "Young Madam, President Lu came back around noon, he is currently in the study room."

"Alright, I understand!"

Finished, Xiaoqiao immediately lifted her leg and rushed to the study room.

When Xiaoqiao arrived at the study room, the door was ajar. It was very quiet inside, so she gently pushed it open a little, and just as she was about to enter, she realized that Yubei did not notice at all.

Therefore, Xiaoqiao planned to admire her extremely handsome and alluring demeanor when she was being serious.

Lu Yubei was seated on a chair, his posture extremely straight, his waist perfectly straight, his bony long fingers were gently flipping through the books in his hands, page after page.

From the speed of her books, Xiaoqiao could tell that he was reading very quickly.

The outline of his face, as always, was engraved, distinct, beautiful curves and lines, as if it were meticulously sketched out in a comic book.

Extremely elegant.

He was also extremely handsome.

Furthermore, he was deeply in love with her!

As Xiaoqiao looked at it, her heart felt both warm and sweet.

That's great!

This kind of good man belonged to her. She, Yan Xiaoqiao, only had him.

There was nothing that could make him happier and happier than this.

Suddenly, when Xiaoqiao thought about Lu Yubei's various concerns and concerns for him, an extremely beautiful and blissful image appeared in her mind.

His heart became more and more assured.

Her Yubei might not be able to become the son her parents liked the most, but … He would definitely be a good husband and a good father!

Yes, at this moment, Xiaoqiao had this thought, she wanted a baby.

A baby that belonged to her and Yubei!