Lu Boyan firmly tucked Su Jian'an in the quilt and laid down beside her.

Considering the wound on Su Jian'an's lower abdomen, Lu Boyan did not dare to hold her in his arms like he used to. He just gently held her hand and closed his eyes.

This was the second time that Lu Boyan had fallen asleep with such satisfaction in the 15 years since he lost his father.

The first time was the day he married Su Jian'an.

Time passed faster than expected. ...