Putting down his long legs, Aman passed by Chloe.
Behind Chloe, he went upstairs without looking back.
Chloe opened her mouth and tears welled up in the corner of her eyes. She felt wronged, but she couldn't say anything.
The fresh fruit's scent wafted through the air.
It was an apple, but it was a pineapple.
The interweaved was sweet and fragrant and beautiful!
The butler said, "Young Madam, Young Master has done everything for the fruit you want. I hope that you will be unhappy. Please forgive him for the fruit he prepared for you in the middle of the night."
