A Greeting Isn't Just Crying

Beside the table, a delicate wooden cradle was placed, warm and comfortable. Inside lay a chubby infant, still swaddled.

Liu Erlong chewed her food slowly, chopsticks in hand.

At the same time, she pushed the cradle, her gaze softening as she watched her sleeping daughter.

Occasionally, She thought that living her life this way might not be so bad.

It was just a pity for her daughter.

To be like her, never seeing her father from a young age, relying only on each other.

Crack!

A sound came from the doorway. Liu Erlong's hand paused. Only when she confirmed it was the sound of the Gate of Opening did she slowly turn her head, rocking the cradle.

Creak—

The door swung open.

Seeing the shadows entering from outside, three figures of varying heights indistinctly, Liu Erlong became alert again.

The newcomers were clearly not Crown Prince Xue Qinghe...

Only when she saw a young man in black enter did Liu Erlong's eyes widen. Hatred and fear flickered in her eyes as she quickly stood up, shielding the baby in the cradle behind her.

Her hands were clasped behind her back, gripping the cradle, her slender fingers turning white from the force.

She certainly recognized the young man before her. She would remember him even if he turned to ash!

Ye Qiu was the name of the person before her!

It was Ye Qiu, who on their wedding night...

Even if Ye Qiu was handsome and refined, it couldn't change the fact that he was a beast.

Thump!

Ye Qiu slowly walked into the room, followed by Ah Yin and Ling Yuan.

Liu Erlong looked at the two women she had never seen before. Their beauty and temperament far surpassed her own. Moreover, their strength was not inferior to hers, and