Yan Yan took a break from handling some matters in the study and glanced out through the floor-to-ceiling window.
He saw the figure running back and forth beside the Christmas tree, as lively and diligent as a little bee. Every now and then, she would look up to see if the Christmas tree was fully decorated.
The weather was getting colder, and a layer of snow had accumulated on the ground. With the brilliantly shining Christmas tree, it looked incredibly dreamlike.
Every time Yun Qiluo looked up, her eyelashes would glisten a little from the cold.
This made those eyes look exceptionally clean and clear.
Her fair little face bloomed with a smile in the snow, unbelievably pure.
Yan Yan couldn't help but pause slightly at this sight.
Then a smile curved at the corners of his lips.
Ever since this little one arrived, his life indeed changed a lot.
Just the lively atmosphere in the courtyard now was something he had never dared to imagine before.
