Xu Xiyan looked down at the western-style breakfast on her plate. The food's appearance, itself, was enough to make her drool.
Looking at the nutritious breakfast that had been prepared, Xu Xiyan was surprisingly touched.
It had been a long time since anyone had made her breakfast.
She peeked at the guy standing in front of her even though she had been trying hard not to. The more she looked at him, the more handsome he became. Good-looking, well-built… and a talented chef, too. Even though he was disabled, he remained confident and completely independent.
These were traits that she believed all men should possess.
Xu Xiyan used to work as a counselor at a welfare institution for the disabled when she was in a different country. She had met with many people, each dealing with a different kind of disability.
