I’m Sitting Here, Thinking Of You

When they arrived at the residence, Xian Guiying quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and was about to get out of the car when she suddenly heard Qin Gengxin say, "What kind of toy does Qianqian like? Building blocks? A doll? Or... An electric car?"

Xian Guiying's hand on the door handle paused and she turned to look at him.

Qin Gengxin looked at her silently, showing no other expression, as if he was just waiting for her to give a good answer.

Xian Guiying's grip on the handle tightened and she looked at him for a moment, then lowered her eyes and said softly, "For her, no even an amount of toys is more important than 'Daddy goes home'."

After saying that, she pushed open the door of the car and got off. She walked straight into the villa without looking back.

Qin Gengxin looked at her back and the light in the children's room on the second floor. He rubbed his forehead and stayed still for a long time.

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