"Ge Ge, you still have me. I believe that dad has never left you."
Ji Ziming's gentle gaze met Pei Ge's. Just by looking at the woman beside him, Ji Ziming could feel his heart beating strongly for this woman, for the only woman beside him in his life.
"Dad never left me, and neither did you. Although we finally met after so many years, I don't regret it. I'm just a little regretful that we were separated for so long."
"No regrets. At least we're in love now."
Ji Ziming's voice was gentle as the black Rolls-Royce arrived at Pei Ge's father's grave not long after.
The tombstones were neatly erected with the names of the people carved on them and the stories of his life. Pei Ge looked at the last tombstone in the row and her voice suddenly sounded gloomy.
"Dad, I came to see you."
