1296: The children are still young; they need a father.

The children are still young; they need a father.

It was late into the night. Pei Ge gazed lovingly at the three sleeping children before she quietly left the room.1

She moved her mouth speechlessly when she saw the man casually making himself tea in the living room.

"Did you ask your son?"

She walked over to Ji Ziming with her arms folded across her chest.

"Yup." He lightly nodded.

"What did Qiao Jingyun want the last time she talked to him?"

She felt a little frustrated at how nonchalant he was being about this issue.

It was his child, but she was more concerned to the boy than he was.

"It's just to marry into my family. Don't worry about it. No matter what happens, I won't marry her."

He narrowed his eyes as he set down his teacup.

"Don't worry; she'll disappear soon."

"How exactly do you plan to deal with her?"

For some reason, she felt a little unhappy when she heard his words.

"Do you still intend to cover up for her?"

"What are you saying?"

The man looked at her with a frown, as though confused by her words.

"It's nothing." She pursed her lips, realizing that she had gotten too agitated.

"Don't worry; I won't let anyone who hurts you get away with it."

Ji Ziming sighed as he held her palm and pulled her in his arms.

"I know that she's really hurt you, and I know that we wouldn't be in this state if it weren't for her…" he muttered softly, gazing at her tenderly.

If that woman had not saved his life when they were younger, she would have received his most vicious and brutal revenge, but she did save his life once, and he did promise her some things.

That was why he had put up with her time and again.

Now, he did not want to put up with it any longer.

"Pei Ge, the kids… it's been hard on you these last few years."

He hugged the woman tightly, his voice trembling.

He could not imagine what kind of life she had led as a mother raising two children overseas.

"From now on, I won't let the three of you suffer any longer. I'll take good care of you, love you, and protect you…"

As he spoke, he pressed his thin lips against her forehead.

She felt her nose tingle when the man's lips pressed on her forehead.

"An An and Ran Ran are my children; what suffering? Besides, we don't need your care!"

They had gotten past the toughest days. Now, she could give her children the best of everything… except for the best father.

"The children are still young; they need a father."

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