Gu Xiao looked at Ji Chen in confusion. "Brother, I don't like mousse cake."
Hearing Gu Xiao's words, Ji Chen did not know whether he should be glad or not.
If Gu Xiao did not like the mousse cake, did that mean that everything in his dream was just his imagination?
He had not treated Gu Xiao indifferently because he did not stay in the Ji residence often. He had not only found out what her life was like after Gu Xiao passed away, nor had he only sighed and did not think of doing anything for Gu Xiao, after he found out she had passed away…
There were too many things weighing on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe.
"Is that so? That's good." Ji Chen lowered his eyes and said very softly, like smoke floating in the air, dissipating when the wind blew.
However, Gu Xiao was sitting next to Ji Chen, and all her attention was on Ji Chen, so she naturally heard what Ji Chen said.
