Like.
Lu Mian repeated these two words in her heart several times, and with each repetition, she felt a delicate, dense ache.
Within that slight pain, there was a mix of abundant satisfaction, happiness, and pleasure.
Her cheeks slightly flushed as she lowered her head, continuing to eat her meal.
Shen Yixin shook her head, thinking that her sister, Shen Yiyao, could finally give up now; Qimo and his wife were doing very well.
At this moment, Ye Jinwen, who was struggling in the restroom, had trembling hands under the tap, "Big Brother Qi, I can sense what she's going to say next, she's going to ask me when I'm getting married. What should I do? Should I tell her the exact date of the wedding or tell her… that I just don't want to marry her?"
Xiao Qimo crossed his arms, calmly watching him, "You should tell her the truth, Shen Yixin isn't the type of woman to make unreasonable scenes, and the two of you came together only under family pressure."
