Depois do divórcio, ela se tornou uma herdeira poderosa, e o pai e o filho cafajestes choraram de arrependimento.

Haishi, Qin Family

Outside the window, snowflakes fluttered gently, while inside, the warm room was filled with the scattered palm grass laid across the living room table. Lin Qiao knelt on the floor, her nimble hands moving swiftly, and soon the form of a palm-woven little dinosaur began to emerge.

After a long while, Lin Qiao set down the completed dinosaur, stretched her stiff neck, and carefully placed the toy into a gift box.

Tomorrow would be her son Qin Yi's fourth birthday.

Each year, crafting a palm-woven animal as a birthday gift for her son had become a tradition and a promise between Lin Qiao and her child.

Qin Yi was the child Lin Qiao had managed to keep after spending half a year bedridden, fighting desperately to protect her pregnancy.

He was born prematurely, only eight months into gestation. When he first arrived in the world, he was so fragile, like a kitten, and his tiny chest barely moved with each breath.

This child was the one Lin Qiao had sacrificed everything for, nearly losing her life to bring him into the world.

The day each year that marked his safe arrival meant everything to her.

The night grew late, and Qin Tianlang had not yet returned. Lin Qiao tidied up the table, then leaned against the sofa, quietly waiting.

Waiting had become her greatest skill these past few years.

The sound of the door opening echoed from the hallway, and a tall figure bent to change his shoes.

Lin Qiao approached, only when she drew near did she catch the cloying scent of perfume on her h