"Keep your distance!" he said coldly as he looked at her.
A trace of sadness flashed through her eyes as she silently lowered her hands, bowed her head, and retreated to her own seat.
It seemed that the intimate habits they had formed together would also gradually need to be unlearned.
In the past three days, he had disappeared without a trace.
She didn't know what he had gone through, but she could tell that he had changed a lot.
Or, to put it more bluntly, he had started to accept the truth in his heart and was changing because of it.
So, perhaps what she said this morning was somewhat superfluous.
"Xiao Yu, don't bother with him, come here and sit down to eat!"
Gong Zhensen said warmly, pouring her a glass of milk as he spoke.
"Thank you, Uncle!"
"Still calling me Uncle? Shouldn't you start calling me Dad now?"
