Yating impatiently waited at the nearby cake shop, waiting for Chyou's cake to be packed. He frequently glanced at his watch, worried about what his father would say to her.
He was always very passionate about making Chyou as his daughter-in-law and now that she was single, Gu Rong wouldn't leave a chance to sway her towards his proposal.
I just hope he doesn't say any nonsense! He thought as he rubbed his brows.
Yating collected the cake box and quickly headed out of the shop when he heard a soft voice calling him from behind.
"Ya-Yating…"
Yating stopped in his steps and turned. A middle-aged woman stood before him with a hint of hesitation on her face.
Yating stared at her for a long time. It didn't click with him immediately as to the identity of the woman before him. He was very young when she left him and Gu Rong. The hazy figure of that woman from all those years back was almost a fleeting and distant memory now.
