Mo Yuchen grimaced, but didn't say more, knowing what Lu Qingfeng said was right. Su Xiaofei deserved to be happy and he could see now that this young man was able to make her happy the way he, Mo Yuchen, should have in their previous life.

He knew he already had his chance, but he messed it up. The things he had done to Su Xiaofei were unforgivable and he didn't deserve her love at all. In the end, she's gone from his life now and he knew that she was never coming back. The regret he felt was like a stone stuck in his throat.

Even now, he couldn't even say a word or ask for her forgiveness. At times he dreamt at night, he would dream of Su Xiaofei's tear-stained face, begging him not to take away their child.

It was a pity that he never got the chance to make it up to Su Xiaofei. His eyes reddened, but Mo Yuchen knew it was too late to regret now. He looked at Lu Qingfeng one more time, before turning around and left.

-

Pain etched a deep line on Mo Yuchen's face, and the pale purple bags under his eyes made him look drained. Others wouldn't have noticed the signs of his suffering, but Lu Qingfeng could easily tell, because he'd once been there.

The sound of Nine's footsteps could be heard when he approached his master. Every year, Lu Qingfeng would come to this place and would stare blankly at the great tree in the cemetery. Even the madam wasn't aware that the master would occasionally come here.

The reason was really simple, but Lu Qingfeng wasn't ready to tell anyone. He knew the reason why Mo Yuchen had come today, to this same place, looking lost at the same time. Su Xiaofei probably didn't know that Mo Yuchen had come to love her over the years she'd chased after him and that he was also heartbroken after choosing for her to live rather than lose her along with their child.

It didn't matter now. Lu Qingfeng thought. Even if he and Su Xiaofei didn't exact revenge on Mo Yuchen, the latter would have to bear the guilt for the rest of his life.

When Lu Qingfeng woke up in this third lifetime, he made a promise to Su Xiaofei's child that he would surely save her this time. Now, that promise had been fulfilled, but he decided to still come here to visit the child his wife never had."Be at ease now, little one. Your mother is alive and happy with your sisters." Lu Qingfeng thought before deciding to leave as well before the snowstorm prevented him from returning home in time.magic

He also didn't want Nine to spend any more time at work, now that his younger brother had recovered from his illness and had come home with him.

Once he settled at the backseat of the car, his phone rang and Lu Qingfeng immediately answered it. He would never make his wife wait for him for too long to answer.

"Daddy, are you gonna be home soon? Someone's being cranky here." He heard Su Xiaofei's amused voice from the other end of the line. Lu Qingfeng had no doubt that she was talking about Yanyan again.

"Xiao Yue! Yanyan! Come talk to daddy!"

He could hear their daughters' squeal as they chanted 'me, me, me' at the same time. Xiao Yue seemed to win as she was the first one to call him 'Dada'. When it comes to personality, their eldest daughter seemed fairly stubborn and outgoing just like their mother, while Yanyan could rival her father's determination when she wanted something.

Though he and Su Xiaofei were determined not to spoil their daughters, Yanyan was always so insistent on getting her way and it could be tiring at times. Xiao Yue could be just as demanding as her younger twin sister, always working on new ways not only to entertain herself but the rest of their family as well.

"Alright, Xiao Yue, give the phone to Yanyan now." Su Xiaofei murmured quietly as she coaxed their eldest to pass the phone to her sister. "Say hi to daddy, Yanyan."

"Hi, little sweetheart. Daddy and Uncle Nine are on the way home now. How are you?"

"G-good." The child managed to mumble, but Lu Qingfeng could already sense her frustration.

"Yeah?" He replied. "Have you been good to mommy? Been a little angel for her?"

"No." Yanyan answered. Su Xiaofei had a mild fever that morning, so she decided to stay at home for the day.

"No?" Lu Qingfeng laughed along with his wife. "Why, no?"

"No." Yanyan insisted, allowing her mother to hold the phone as she took interest in her own hands.

"She's fine, dear. Just a little cranky because she couldn't take a nap with Xiao Yue earlier." Su Xiaofei interrupted.

"She's still in love with her favorite word it seems." Lu Qingfeng murmured, earning a derisive snort from his wife.

"Well, from whom did Yanyan hear that word? She says no to everything now. Anyway, I'm giving them a quick bath. Too bad I can't bathe you too."

Lu Qingfeng's lips curled up. "Perhaps, we can arrange that tonight."

"Depends on how dirty you are." She paused as if she remembered something.

"Hey." Her tone told him she's up to something again.

Lu Qingfeng checked the weather outside the car and was glad that the snow was finally stopping.

"Have you thought about what I said last month? I want a boy next."

"Oh?" He was taken aback by her sudden request and didn't manage to give her an answer. Lu Qingfeng had been traumatized during the conception of their daughters. A part of him wanted to say no, but found it hard to deny his wife's wishes.

"Can't we wait for another year, Feifei? I don't want Xiao Yue and Yanyan to think we're ignoring them if we had another child now."