"Alright." Master Zheng finally decided to show some mercy and let her off the hook.
Su Nian reluctantly got dressed, brushed her teeth, and as she stood in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but curse at Zheng Haoyu for invading her bed. This beast, she wouldn't let him into her bed next time.
When Su Nian came out of the room yawning, she was totally stunned and instinctively glanced at Zheng Haoyu.
Zheng Haoyu was sitting at the dining table with the morning newspaper, and when he saw her, he put down his paper and reached out to take her hand, "Good morning? Let's have breakfast."
He guided her to the dining table, attentively helping her to her seat, "Take a look, what do you feel like eating?"
The two-meter-long table was laden with food—milk, bread slices, toast, eggs, rice porridge, soy milk, and so on. It made Su Nian's head spin.
She sat there, quite baffled about how to react to the table full of food.
