<<< Ho Shao-ting didn't object, his tone much milder: "Go!">>>
Jiang Lan slowly walked upstairs.
Above the hallway, the chandelier lights glittered brightly, illuminating his handsome face. He felt a mixture of restlessness and eagerness in his heart. He wanted to see Huo Jiao as soon as possible, but he was also afraid that seeing her too quickly would lead to an immediate separation.
He didn't knock, and when he pushed the door open, he saw Huo Jiao holding little Jiang Sheng on the sofa by the window, softly soothing the child.
The night is deep, the moon is bright…
Huo Jiao's expression was very gentle. She saw Xia Jiang Sheng's eyes, which were unlike any she had ever seen before. In this moment, he felt more than ever that it was him who transformed Huo Jiao from a girl into a woman.
He walked over lightly.
He knelt before her, gazing at her with a dazed expression.
Little Ginger was half asleep and half awake. She probably heard the noise, her little eyes creaked open a thin slit, she stared at her father in a daze, her little mouth moved a couple of times, but she didn't make a sound because she was too sleepy.
Little Ginger slept soundly with her eyes closed.
Jiang Lan reached out to gently touch his son, but his words were directed at Huo Jiao. His voice was slightly hoarse and carried a hint of gentleness as he said, "Dad just talked to me! A year, one year's time. If I can't take care of you and the child, or if you haven't changed your mind...you can always regret it...Jiang Sheng will go with you too."
Huo Jiao's body trembled.
But she didn't speak, she just stared straight at him.
Jiang Lan leaned in, his face pressed against his son's. This way, he was also close to Huo Jiao. He whispered, "This year, we'll live together! When you're filming, I'll take care of the child... Even if I'm too busy, my parents will help. Huo Jiao, taking care of the child isn't your sole responsibility. I won't let childcare ruin my career. I want to be your husband and the child's father, but if I can't balance things or handle them well, I'm still not a qualified husband, and I wouldn't deserve to be with you."

He spoke much, his words filled with deep emotion.
Huo Jiao listened in a daze, and then she asked: "What about love! Jiang Lan, doesn't love matter?"
Jiang Lan listened, raising her eyes.
His eyes were calm, but his heart was pounding. He gently took Huo Jiao's hand and murmured, "If you don't fall in love with me again after a year, I will let you go."
After saying this, he probably couldn't bear it himself.
He buried his face in the crook of her other arm, he'd never been so vulnerable, he almost begged for her love...
How come,
How could he have felt that Huo Jiao wasn't important for so long?
Back then when they broke up, it was him who went to great lengths to coax her back, desperately wanting to be with her and marry her...
It was him, he didn't cherish it well!
Huo Jiao lowered her eyes, looking at the man beside her. She had said she needed to consider it, but she also knew that if she disagreed, Jiang Lan would keep pestering her... She thought, even if he wanted a chance, then give him a chance.
At this moment, she didn't believe he could be a good husband and a good father.
After a long silence, she let out a barely audible hum of agreement.
Jiang Lan listened, almost unable to believe it. It took him a long time to understand. He didn't look up because his eyes were too sore and scratchy...He was afraid of losing control in front of Huo Jiao.
Later, he just gently kissed his son.
He thanked Xiao Jiangsheng for coming, saving the last shred of emotional connection between him and Huo Jiao.

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