Lu Jun's nose felt a little sour as he pouted his lips.
"I thought you didn't want us anymore...."
The young man's soft murmur came through, and Gu Danyu's heart trembled lightly, as she said with a compassionate tone, "How could that be?"
After a pause.
Her gaze drifted slowly to the two knives on the ground, and she asked, puzzled, "What are you doing with these?"
Lu Jun's body stiffened, and he forced a crooked smile.
"If I say, seeing you return made me so happy that I wanted to cook for you myself, would you believe me?"
Gu Danyu: "..."
Why did she feel like the young man's recent actions looked more like he wanted to chop her up?
Lu Jun shifted the topic guiltily, "Big sister, come inside."
Two years had passed in the blink of an eye, and Lu Mansion remained unchanged, down to the teacup she used to use still sitting pristinely on the table.
Gu Danyu sat on the sofa, listening to them talk about what had happened over the past two years.
