Su Yue wanted to give it one last attempt so she pressed the doorbell once more.
"Lu Yinan, you're so annoying…"
The door swung open and a towering figure appeared along with an annoyed-sounding voice.
Both of them stared unblinkingly as their eyes met.
Ming Ansheng was feeling weak as he slumped against the door. His face and lips were pale.
He was too overwhelmed with emotions and joy when he saw Su Yue, to the extent that he forgot to react.
"Uncle Ming." Su Yue broke the silence first. She peered at the ground to avoid Ming Ansheng's stare.
Her palms were covered in a cold sweat, and she was biting her lips.
"Yueyue." Her presence thrilled Ming Ansheng, but his voice sounded weak.
Unconsciously, he stretched his hand to reach for her. But he didn't dare to touch her.
He took the couple cups from her that day, and as a result, she cried like a child.
