Zhou Yinghuai really wanted to kiss her eyes, so he did just that. He said, "I never dare to walk in front of you."
Jiang Tan was somewhat puzzled, "Why?"
Zhou Yinghuai didn't speak, just smiled faintly.
In this world, with its diverse tribulations, the one who is left behind is the one who suffers the most.
Zhou Yinghuai thought to himself that he always hoped he could live just one day longer than Jiang Tan.
The days after moving back into Mingyuan were not much different, Jiang Tan would go to work on weekdays, while Zhou Yinghuai would also take care of the Zhou Family's business.
Even when Jiang Tan was free, it wasn't certain that she would find him at home.
But she didn't mind, caressing the plump little rabbit she fed, finding joy in her solitary amusement.
The little rabbit, brought from Jiangnan to Ning City, seemed to have acclimatized well, growing round and plump, occasionally lying on the lawn in Mingyuan to bask in the sun.
