Gu Jingze said, "Yes… It is miraculous."
Lin Che rested her chin on her hand and sighed. "But she definitely can't be my mother."
"Why?"
"Because my mother has been dead for so many years." The thought of it made Lin Che sigh again. "Say, do you think my mother would have some long-lost sister?"
"Alright, don't think so much. You should rest. We can think about it again tomorrow."
Lin Che nodded and leaned on Gu Jingze's shoulder. "I'm so tired today. You took me here to deliberately show your strength as a warning. Come and serve me. You need to soothe my aching muscles."
As she said this, she hooked her arms around his neck and pointed at her calves.
"How do I serve you?" Gu Jingze said as he leaned forward. The devilish smile on his face harbored a different meaning.
Lin Che pushed him away. "Idiot. I've been on my feet the whole day so you need to rub my legs. Come on, come on."
