Shui Zhang told the truth to everyone which he hid for more than 25 years just to protect his son from Lee Shan Bin. Zhao felt extremely guilty that his father did such things to Zhang family. The Revenge his mother started indeed, turned their entire lives upside down. But, truth could not be hidden for longer time.

Xian was in the room of his son, Samuel and narrating a story to him to help him sleep. Once he was asleep, Xian planted a soft kiss on his forehead and caressed his hair. Turning off the side lamp, Xian walked out of Samuel's room.

Reaching his room, Xian waited for Mishi to come who after ten minutes came there. She closed the doors behind her and came towards the bed. She took Xian's hand in hers and caressed it. "Are you okay?" Mishi asked him.

"Hmm," Xian shook his head in agreement and rested his head in the crook of Mishi's neck. "I felt guilty for never finding out my father's side of story. I always blamed him till I found out the truth. I am a bad son," Xian muttered. Mishi cupped Xian's face in her hands and spoke, "You are not a bad son. You were in darkness all these years. So, it was not your fault. But, the good thing is that the truth has come out and you are reunited with your father. Mom also is reunited with her husband," stated Mishi.

Xian smiled. "If Chang had not investigated this then, it would have never happened. He told me once that everything happens for a reason. That time you had left me then he told me that they all met for a reason and it was for good only. I finally understood. Indeed, in our lives many things happen for a reason. Dad had to leave us but, then I met you and we are reunited again," Xian proclaimed.

Mishi chuckled. "Are you giving the credit to me?" Mishi questioned him.

"Yes. You deserve the credit," Xian whispered against her lips and then kissed them. Mishi smiled and hit him lightly on the shoulder. "Let's sleep. It was a tiring day for you," Mishi asserted and turned when Xian grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards him.

Their faces were dangerously closed to each other and could feel their hot breaths hitting against each other lips. Xian ran his fingers through Mishi's hair and then rested his hand on her neckline. He closed the distance between them by capturing the lips of Mishi whose hands were rested on Xian's shoulder.

Mishi responded to his kiss and the two continued moving their lips in synchronization. Xian was giving enough time to breath to Mishi in between the kisses. His hands slipped under the top of Mishi and pulled it up. Gradually he made Mishi lay down on the mattress and then removed his t-shirt. Mishi lifted her finger and ran it on his bare chest and then downwards.

Xian took Mishi's hand and placed it near his heart on the chest. "Can you feel it?" Xian asked as he lowered himself down. Mishi nodded as she could feel the poundings of Xian's heart. Xian planted a kiss on Mishi's forehead and again captured her lips. After a passionate kiss, Xian left Mishi's lips and showered the kissed down her neck to her shoulders.

He lifted himself slightly, and looked peered into the eyes of Mishi. "You are beautiful," Xian told Mishi who smiled. She pulled Xian into a kiss. The two enjoyed their compassionate love for each other throughout the night.

In the morning, Mishi's sleep broke because of the alarm. She reached out her hand to turn off the alarm clock and then gradually opened her eyes. Xian's hand was wrapped around her belly while her head was rested on of Xian's arm. She reminisced the last night and smiled. Turning to Xian, she saw him sleeping peacefully.

Mishi lifted her pointer finger and traced the outlined of Xian's face. She saw the love marks she had given to Xian near his neck. Last night she was quite intense and passionate. "Are you done looking at me?" Xian asked Mishi as he opened his eyes and gawked at Mishi.

"When did you wake up?" Mishi asked him softly.

"Does that matter?" Xian asked and snuggled Mishi closer to him. " Last night I was not too hard, right? Xian questioned Mishi who refused. "I enjoyed it," Mishi answered. Xian smiled and touched his forehead with Mishi's. He then kissed her nose tip and told her that she should freshen up.

"Umm.. can we not be like this for sometime? I am feeling good like this," Mishi asserted as she gazed at Xian who hummed at her. After 15 minutes, Mishi sat up on the bed and tied her hair into a bun. Xian too sat up on the bed and rested his head on Mishi's shoulder. "It is so comfortable here," Xian proclaimed and kissed the skin softly.

"Xian," Mishi called out his name as she tilted her head to look at him. "I have to get ready and prepare breakfast. Sam will wake up in a while and will search for me," Mishi asserted.

Xian lifted his head and sat up straight. "I understood. It is so difficult to have some time with my wife," Xian complained. Mishi smiled and kissed softly on Xian's lips before getting down the bed. Xian, on the other hand, again laid down on the bed while Mishi went to the washroom.

After doing brush she headed to the shower room and removed her nightgown. She saw the faint red marks near her neck which Xian had given her the last night. A blush appeared on her cheeks and she entered the shower. The hot water fell on her body and relaxed every inch of her muscles.

After taking a good shower, Mishi came out of the washroom in a beautiful white colored floral knee length dress with beautiful light pink colored flowers imprinted on the dress. She was drying her hair as she sat in front of the dressing table on a vanity chair.

"Xian, go freshen up," Mishi said softly and turned to look at Xian who was sleeping. "He again slept," Mishi thought and went to him.

Shaking Xian's shoulder, Mishi told him to wake up when he grabbed her wrist, pulling her down over him. His hands were around Mishi's waist while their faces were dangerously closed to each other. Mishi's hair were still wet and the water drops fell on Xian's bare chest. "Xian, what's this?" Mishi asked him and gestured to him to let her go.

"I do not want to," Xian asserted with a smile. Mishi twisted Xian's ear when he screamed. "Ahh, Mishi what are you doing?" Xian questioned her.

"Teaching my husband a lesson," replied Mishi with a stern expression.

"Okay, I am going to the washroom. You don't need to be violent. Well, I like you more when you are violent," Xian stated with a smirk. Mishi hit him lightly on the shoulder when Xian let her go and again sat up on the bed. "Mishi when we will go to your dream place then, I will not listen to you. You and I will be alone there," Xian whispered against Mishi's ear and leaned back to notice Mishi's expressions.

"What are you going to do?" Mishi asked with a tiny smile.

Xian stroked Mishi's hair and spoke, "Something which you will like." Mishi pinched Xian's cheek and told him to go to the washroom, not to play with him.

"You cannot run away from me there," Xian asserted.

"Let's see," Mishi stated and crossed her arms.