He wasn’t sure when it began, but his heart had veered off its intended path, racing towards an unpredictable direction. An Xiaoyu was the unexpected twist in his life. From the moment he discovered she was Su Linxue’s daughter, he projected his resentment toward Su Linxue onto An Xiaoyu. However, all of that... was wrong! If An Xiaoyu were not Su Linxue’s daughter, if their meeting hadn’t happened under such circumstances, would everything be different? Now, watching An Xiaoyu cover her face and cry, Chu Mucheng felt a pang of pain in his heart. He wanted to comfort her, extending his hand, hesitating in mid-air... but eventually withdrew it. He smiled wryly to himself. Forget it, at this moment, what she probably needs most is not his comfort! At this moment, Chu Yihong came out from inside, seeing the two of them outside, he spoke: "You two... go back now, there’s nothing much right now! Coming tomorrow would be the same." An Xiaoyu shook her head. Over the years, the chances for her and her mother to be together... hadn’t been many, so she wanted to stay longer. "Tonight, I’ll stay with my mom! Uncle Chu, you should go rest!" But how could Chu Yihong be at ease? In the end, An Xiaoyu stayed with Chu Yihong. Staying here wouldn’t serve Chu Mucheng any purpose, and would only cause awkwardness... so Chu Mucheng turned and left. Driving away from the hospital, Chu Mucheng suddenly realized he didn’t know where to go. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✦𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✦𝓷𝓮𝓽 Unwittingly, he found himself back at that small apartment. Sitting in the car, he lit a cigarette. The glow flickered, and the car soon filled with smoke. Looking up at the window, a lamp was still lit... Was that woman... still not asleep? Or maybe the lamp was left on for him? Chu Mucheng lowered his eyes slightly, and then quickly got out of the car. He looked up, a complex expression on his face as he gazed at the apartment window. His black trench coat fluttered in the night breeze, as though it might blend into the night at any moment, swallowed up by the darkness... Tao Zhixiang was asleep when she suddenly felt a weight on her body. There was a faint scent of tobacco on his lips. Tao Zhixiang’s heart jolted with surprise, awakening abruptly. Instinctively, she wanted to push the man away, but once her mind cleared, she realized who it was, and her hands stiffened. Since that time Chu Mucheng had helped her mother by paying the medical bills, he hadn’t come by again. It seemed as if her life had returned to its normal state.