Chapter 228 Life Is Like a Game of Chess, No Regrets Once You Move

• The little guy was over the moon, flailing his arms and legs, his milky voice drowning out the buzz of relatives and friends gawking outside.
• Getting married from her mom’s old house was Sierra Gusman’s idea. In her eyes, the Gusman family villa where she’d lived for years wasn’t home. All it had given her was oppression, scheming, and a chill that never left.
• This old house, though, carried the memories of her grandparents, her mom, herself, and then Anan and Xixi—memories spanning generations.