She regretted divorcing the female CEO.

Accompanied by a woman, Si Yang buried his ashes and erected a tombstone.

A gentle breeze wafted through the mountains.

Si Yang stood there for a long time before turning and leaving.

After returning home, Si Yang began his long period of lying down.

There was nothing that required him, and no grudge that warranted his return to the scene.

This time, that's enough.

Time slips away unnoticed.

Spring passes and autumn comes.

He shuttled between Yancheng and Zhonghai.

In the courtyard, Si Yang was holding a beautifully sculpted little girl in his arms.

The little girl almost perfectly inherited the best traits of Ye Mengwan and Si Yang.

So cute it's unbelievable.

Si Yang was known for his indifference, but he showed no restraint whatsoever when it came to his daughter.

The little girl is already four years old.

They've reached kindergarten age.

The moment she saw Si Yang, she waved her chubby little hands and happily toddled around, shouting, "Daddy!"

She suddenly threw herself into Si Yang's arms.

The word "Dad" seemed to have captivated Si Yang.

Looking at the little guy, his face was full of smiles.

Over the years, the man had aged considerably.

I pressed my chin against the little guy's face, and he giggled.

"Dad, I want to eat meat, I want to eat roast meat."

"good!"

"Dad, I want to drink juice, iced juice."

"good!"

"Dad, I don't want to go to kindergarten anymore."

"......"

"Don't agree to everything she says!" Ye Mengwan quickly said.

This little thing is always using this kind of trick to deceive people.

Many people have been fooled.

Si Yang was almost there.

"You can't skip school, your mom won't allow it, and I, your dad, can't agree to that!" Si Yang kissed the little guy on the cheek.

The little girl wasn't angry. "Can I just not go next week?"

Seeing her daughter's pitiful look, she said, "No problem."

"Si Yang!" Ye Mengwan said helplessly.

"Mom, Dad promised me, are you going to let him break his promise?" the little girl shouted!

Ye Mengwan waved her small fist, looking threatening.

The little girl nestled in Si Yang's arms and made faces at Ye Mengwan.

Ye Mengwan smiled helplessly, her helplessness tinged with a hint of doting affection.

This girl! She's really out of control.

Si Yang is spoiled; all the elders in the family spoil him. He can't tolerate anyone saying a word against him, let alone hitting him.

At dusk.

Si Yang sat on the steps, quietly gazing into the distance, while the little guy held his phone and nestled in Si Yang's arms.

Dad often looks at that hill not far away.

They also disappear for a few months every year.

This is the little girl's preconceived notion.

A chubby little boy came over, his mouth full of oil. "Daddy!" the little boy called out in a childish voice. He wanted to be like his sister.

"Get lost." Si Yang's face darkened as he looked at the chubby boy with disgust.

Hua Yunyan sat not far away, where several women were sitting together talking.

"I was quite happy when I had a son."

"Looking at it now, it would have been better to have a daughter. In our family, sons are practically no different from wild ones, only daughters are truly favored." Hua Yunyan said sourly as she watched this scene.

The women chuckled.

They knew that even if they gave birth to a daughter, she would probably not be as good as this little girl.

She was born to Ye Mengwan.

She looks so much like Si Yue.

For that reason alone, the little guy's status is unique.

Mu Nancen and Li Jianian could absolutely empathize with this.

Si Yang never asked about it.

There will always be some regrets in life.

For Si Yang, Si Yue is a regret he can never let go of in his life.

As sparse as frost?

Perhaps it shouldn't be called a regret.

It was just a small episode in life.

If Liao Rushuang had died earlier, perhaps things would have been alright.

However, the two eventually had a very messy falling out.

Two years ago, Liao Rushuang died by suicide.

The Liao family's dire situation left her without hope; her family was in despair; and Si Yang no longer wanted to see her, so it seemed pointless.

Ye Qingyan was the one who took care of the funeral arrangements.

The man didn't say anything, but that night, he got drunk, very drunk.

On the second day, he was no different from an ordinary person.

Ye Qingyan looked at Si Yang quietly. Now, they were both old.

A few years ago, she said she was not yet thirty years old. Even now, Shen Leyu does not admit it, but she cannot hide the fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

They used to go out without makeup, but now they all need to cover up.

The youngest is Ye Mengwan, not because she is young, but because she is the most insightful about life.

Perhaps, she is the most suitable person for Si Yang.

In recent years, Si Yang has not had another woman by his side, not because no one has any designs on him.

Rather, it's because he genuinely doesn't want it.

He went to the Pingchao Club on its fourth anniversary.

Those real socialites and noblewomen flocked to him like madmen, but he ignored them all.

Perhaps for him, this life is enough.

He held a chubby little girl in his arms, gazing quietly into the distance.

Ye Qingyan loved this scene; she loved it to bits.

She liked to look at Si Yang whenever she had a spare moment.

She could never get enough of this man in her lifetime.

I made some mistakes and had arguments when I was young, but I still made it through.

pretty good.

When Si Yang looked over, Ye Qingyan smiled.

She was grateful for every step she had taken, even though it had been incredibly difficult, she had ultimately made it through.

Liao Rushuang gained the upper hand, but what was the final outcome?

He never asked where she was buried.

He didn't ask.

Perhaps Si Yang is right. Relationships are not everything in life, and their quality depends on the efforts of both people.

So what if it's spectacular?

Ultimately, like fireworks, it will fade away and return to tranquility.

The little guy finally fell asleep in Si Yang's arms after playing for a while.

One hand was on Si Yang's neck, her little mouth was open, she was incredibly cute.

The women were genuinely angry, but they also genuinely liked each other.

But let's not even talk about the fact that there are too many monks and not enough porridge.

I'll be occupied by this little girl for a few more days.

That bitch Liu Mingyi is pregnant, and now she's incredibly arrogant.

But none of them made a move.

Looks like tonight, the little girl is going to have it all to herself again.

You guessed right.

The little guy clung to Si Yang and wouldn't let go, muttering the word "Dad" under his breath.

Even if Si Yang had quit drugs, he probably wouldn't be able to bear it.

The chubby boy wanted to go in, but what awaited him was a cold, hard door.

The chubby boy looked like he was about to cry.

He glanced at Hua Yunyan but held back.

The women burst into laughter at the sight.

Hua Yunyan was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

If Si Yang simply didn't like her child, she might still try to win him over.

The truth is, he treats everyone the same except for the little girl.

Either ignore them or try to make them cry.

Last year, I even had a fight with the old man because of this. During the Chinese New Year, it was a rare occasion for the children to get together.

As a result, before the New Year was over, the old man passed away with the child.