The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Yu Yuehan’s tall figure stood at the entrance of the door.

His ankle-length trench coat flapped as the wind blew against it, making him look even icier than usual.

The contours of his face looked as if they were sculpted by a knife, and his perfect features were captivating.

He was merely standing there, but his presence felt overpowering, as if he were the center of the universe!

Nian Xiaomu got a shock!

Lifting her head and looking at the man who was staring intently at her, Nian Xiaomu’s mind drew a blank!

She had not thought about how to explain to Yu Yuehan that she was the biological mother of his daughter. Yet, he had caught her coaxing his daughter to call her Mommy…

This was horrific!

“Daddi!”

When Xiao Liuliu saw Yu Yuehan walking in from outside, she sprang up immediately from the coffee table and darted toward him.

Stopping in front of him, Xiao Liuliu gazed up at Yu Yuehan with a look of confusion.

She had wanted to ask him to carry her, but saw that Yu Yuehan’s hands were full from carrying something…

In the end, the gears in her head moved quickly, and she looked toward Nian Xiaomu, calling out, “Pretty Mommy! Come and see! Daddi got us something yummy to eat!”

Nian Xiaomu: “…!!”

Nian Xiaomu had been wondering how to explain her earlier behavior.

Xiao Liuliu’s “Pretty Mommy” had completely betrayed her…

Nian Xiaomu wished she could play dead, but she hurriedly got up from the sofa and walked toward the father and daughter pair.

Nervously trying to explain herself, she stuttered, “Well, something happened at Xiao Liuliu’s kindergarten yesterday, and I haven’t had the chance to tell you. I was impulsive, that’s why… that’s why I got her to…”

Before Nian Xiaomu could finish speaking, a box of red roses suddenly appeared in front of her.

Startled, she looked up and was met with Yu Yuehan’s dark eyes.

His gaze was filled with affection, and Nian Xiaomu felt that she was about to drown in his adoration.

“Nian Xiaomu, surprise.”

“…”

Nian Xiaomu looked down at the red roses, and upon closer inspection, she realized that they were not real flowers.

Reaching out to take them from Yu Yuehan, she saw that they were actually cakes that looked like fresh flowers.

The dewy-looking “red roses” appeared very real.

There were exactly three roses.

The meaning of three roses is: “I love you.” Was Yu Yuehan trying to confess his love to her?

Nian Xiaomu’s heart skipped a beat.

Looking over at his hands again, she saw that there was another box.

Inside was a cake made in the likeness of a piggy toy, and this was for Xiao Liuliu.

“Xiao Liuliu loves Daddi the most!”

Whenever there was something delicious to eat, the chubby little one’s words would become coated with honey.

Hugging her cake in her hands, Xiao Liuliu ran to the dining table.

Nian Xiaomu was about to call out for her to slow down, but before she could say a word, Yu Yuehan had already stepped in front of her.

He took her hand and led her to the dining table.

After pulling out a chair for Nian Xiaomu to sit down, Yu Yuehan stood behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders.

Just when she was about to turn her head, he suddenly leaned over and rested his head in her long hair, taking a whiff of her scent.

Nian Xiaomu wanted to ask him what was up with him, but his thin lips pressed against her ear first. In a low and alluring voice, he whispered, “Nian Xiaomu, I’m very happy.”

Nian Xiaomu: “…”

What was he happy about? Was it because she had accepted his roses? Or was it because she had asked Xiao Liuliu to call her “Mommy?”

This was the first time Nian Xiaomu felt so nervous.

She felt as if she was like raw meat on the chopping board while watching the butcher wave his knife…