Now, he was actually being told.
There was no marriage to another man, nor did she give birth to someone else's child.
That child was his, Si Chen's own flesh and blood.
Life is like a play, surprises hidden around every corner.
Every moment is a rebirth!
Si Chen suddenly stood up, rushing out as if flying.
"Where are you going?" Madam Si was still out of breath.
"I'm going to find her, Mom, prepare a wedding for me, I love you!" Si Chen turned back to give her a kiss on the cheek, then ran off recklessly.
His entire being sprinted like the wind.
It was as if he was living anew, filled with strength and expectation.
...
He hastened all the way to California, arriving by dusk.
He happened upon a heavy rainstorm.
Si Chen was drenched, but he didn't care.
He stood resolutely outside Chi Ying's house, looking through the glass window at her lively figure, busily caring for the child without pausing, yet her face always wore a warm and tender smile.
