One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire's Sweet Love

He had the hope that Natalia, like the other children, would grow up safely and peacefully with a perfectly ordinary family.

Gently, the actor reached out and carefully touched her skin. Only then did the tips of his fingers come into contact with her face and carelessly brush against her eyelashes. Even in her sleep, the ticklishness immediately made the girl wince.

He pulled back quickly, afraid of waking her.

Making sure she was sound asleep again, he smiled, bent his head, and pecked her lightly on the forehead. Then he got up and walked away, switching off the light before he quietly left the room.

In bed, Natalia felt as if she were in a dream. She could sense the warmth of the good night kiss and subconsciously broke into a half-smile.

…

At night.

Gong Fan lay on the bed and could not fall asleep for a long time.

He was restless for some reason. He looked at the clock. It was late and he was tired, but he was afraid to sleep. He was afraid that if he were to fall asleep, he wouldn't be able to wake up again. Once he was anxious, he felt even less sleepy.

Therefore, after tossing and turning for a while, he felt more awake.

He sat up a little and leaned against the bedcovers. He then turned to look at Little Yichen and saw that the boy was breathing evenly. He was clearly in a dream.

Gong Fan let out a soft sigh and got out of bed. Shuffling in his slippers, we went to put on a jacket. As he passed the desk, he saw the earphones and iPod that Little Yichen had placed on there. He picked them up.

He put on his earphones, stepped out onto the balcony, and turned on the music.

The music had been put on pause. He released the pause and the music started.

"Look back and never got far…

That longing gaze will never change…"

Gong Fan was stunned. He didn't expect Little Yichen to listen to such sad music. The music wasn't so bad. It was just the sad singing and the sad lyrics that stirred the emotions.

Gong Fan came to the swing and got onto it. With a casual kick, the swing started to move.

The evening breeze was gentle and cool.

He gathered his clothes around him and looked up at the pale moon hanging in the sky. At this point, he vaguely heard a suppressed sobbing.

Gong Fan was shocked and immediately shouted. He followed the sobbing sound and groped his way over.

His footsteps were very light, so even when he walked to the other balcony, the crying did not stop.

"What do I do… am I being selfish?" Gong Fan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Yun Shishi's choked voice.

Instantly he stood still, afraid to move.

Ahead, across the wall, was the master bedroom balcony.

Yun Shishi was leaning against the parapet with her head lowered, holding her forehead in frustration. Mu Yazhe was next to her, trying to console her.

"Don't read too much into it. If Youyou sees you like this, he'll feel worse."

"What now?"

She sobbed and choked, saying sadly, "I can't bear to part with Gong Fan. My heart aches for the child. He's carried so much on his shoulders since he was a child. Youyou must have sensed my reluctance and heartache for Gong Fan and shouldered everything himself. And I feel so helpless. He also can't bear to… make a choice because of my selfishness, even though it's so painful. He's worried that I'll be sad if I lose Gong Fan."

For a moment, Mu Yazhe did not know how to comfort her. His heart ached as he held her in his arms.