After Zhu Qianying had finished washing up and changed back into the clothes she had left in the bathroom the night before, she smelled the aroma of food as she walked out.
She looked up and saw various breakfast items beautifully spread out on the coffee table in the living room.
"Come and have breakfast!"
Yan Bo, sat on the sofa, saw her coming out, got up to walk over, seemingly wanting to help her.
Zhu Qianying sidestepped, avoiding his touch, and walked directly to the sofa.
Yan Bo squinted his eyes at her retreating back, listening to her say, "Yan Bo, however you've treated me in the past, continue to do so in the future."
Yan Bo, taken aback, didn't immediately understand her meaning, "Hmm?"
"Our relationship has always been this way. You don't have to treat me with such courtesy because of last night. I'm not used to it. Besides, I'm not that weak."
