At this moment, Xie Qikan had finally figured it out. Every night, after falling asleep, why he would subconsciously want to go to Yuan Xiaoxiao's room, even ending up being kicked onto the carpet by the little woman. Deep down, it was because he thought of her, because just being by her side gave him peace. Even though he had been kicked onto the floor countless times, he still found joy in it every time.
Of course, there were also so many times when, in his dreams, he would see Yuan Xiaoxiao's stunningly beautiful smile. Her smile brimmed with sunlight, as though it illuminated his entire world like dewdrops touching everything...
It was like a sudden epiphany, a light breaking through the clouds. Xie Qikan finally understood his own heart. He loved her—he loved her so deeply. Otherwise, how could his heart, which had always been as unyielding as steel, hurt so much when he heard her speak hurtful words or call out someone else's name?
