After Jiang Beiyu finished speaking, Su Nanzhi just couldn't muster any interest in arguing with him.
She felt deflated, like a salted fish that had lost all its dreams.
The last thing she wanted to hear in her life was, "This is a problem I designed specifically for you."
No thanks, this unique gift was far from touching.
Su Nanzhi suddenly remembered, not long ago, the marriage fortune she had interpreted for Jiang Beiyu — it seemed there was a reason why some people were destined to be cheated on.
"Don't be silly here," Jiang Beiyu looked at the young girl's expression with satisfaction, and finally patted her on the head, "Come and eat."
"..."
No matter how much she lost her dreams, she still needed to eat.
Dragging her heavy steps, Su Nanzhi made her way to the dining table and stuffed a piece of braised pork ribs into her mouth.
"..."
Alright, she was back in the game.
