Bai Xiaofan crossed his legs proudly and said smugly.
"Look at you, all smug!"
He Miao'er gently tapped Bai Xiaofan's forehead and said.
The insightful touch...
Bai Xiaofan felt as if his brain had emptied under He Miao'er's touch, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
The two talked for a while, and when leaving, Bai Xiaofan said to He Miao'er, "Auntie, if that one-eyed sculpture sends someone again, just tell me, and I'll take care of it for you!"
Watching Bai Xiaofan's departing figure, He Miao'er's heart softened a bit. What had women struggled for all their lives?
Was it not for a peaceful home?
Bai Xiaofan had saved her twice from danger, and having just left those words, he was exactly the kind of man all women wanted to marry.
But thinking that she had already been married once and considering the disparity in their statuses, He Miao'er gently shook her head, dismissing the thought.
