Mentioning this, Yan Xiaye unconsciously fell silent for a moment, her fingertips self-torturously piercing into her palm as they hung by her side.
Upon reflection, she's probably the only fool in the world who considers a rival in love to this extent.
But truly, she hoped everyone she cared about could find happiness, even if that happiness had nothing to do with her.
Swallowing the bitterness that slowly rose in her chest, she dared not look at the man's expression, her eyes blankly staring at her own toes as she stiffly continued, "Little Yunduo is the most adorable child I've ever met, he deserves everything he wants, I don't know what happened between you and his mommy, but…"
"If you keep talking, I'm going to kiss you again."
Li Yuntang once again interrupted Yan Xiaye, his slender fingers caressing her fair cheek, the calloused tips tracing her lips, his eyes gleaming with yearning.
