Munching on the crispy dried radishes, Lin Tian really didn't know what to feel. Glancing at the Second Miss eating breakfast with her head down, he was sure it was this little girl who told her sister what he liked, even Miss's sudden tenderness might have been her idea.
Just as Lin Tian understood Xiao Manxuan, she also knew him very well. He was someone who could be coaxed but not forced, like the fur on a tiger's neck, which must be stroked in the direction it grows. If anyone dared to go against the grain, the tiger would show its might.
But Xiao Manxuan miscalculated this time, Lin Tian wasn't some pushover who would grovel at Miss's feet the moment she gave him a little favor.
I'm a man of principle, an honest person, Lin Tian chuckled to himself.
