As soon as he entered the kitchen, Di Yelei picked up the cutting board, placed the glutinous rice dumplings on it, and couldn't help but space out as he picked up the kitchen knife.
The sound of his mother's nagging still came from the other room, making Zuo Xingyu's heart heavier and heavier.
He couldn't understand how, in the blink of an eye, the little woman he didn't care about at all, didn't take seriously, and casually abandoned had suddenly changed and was instantly radiant!
Just like a blooming plum blossom in the cold, ice-cold and jade-pure, she stood alone against the cold.
It was also like a mysterious orchid in the valley, suddenly unfolding her unique and beautiful colors, dazzlingly beautiful.
Involuntarily, people were drawn to her and gradually fell for her.
He was no exception!
Since seeing this little woman again, her shadow had been haunting his mind all the time, refusing to leave.
That little woman originally belonged to him, but... but in the end...
