As someone who has grown accustomed to her parents flaunting their love, Chu Ziluo honestly felt happy. However, now, for some reason, besides feeling happy, she also felt a rare twinge of envy.
Envy?
The thought popped up, and she was momentarily stunned.
Thinking of something, she quickly patted her cheeks with some restraint. Once the heat on her face dissipated, she thought of something else and hesitated about whether to prepare a gift.
"Young miss, the meal is ready. Please come and see if there's any dish you particularly want to eat?" Su Mei led Chu Ziluo to the adjacent dining room.
Chu Ziluo shook her head and smiled politely, "There's nothing I particularly want. I'll wait for my parents first."
"What about Nuanbao?"
"Chun Xing is bringing him over."
In the washroom, Ye Muyu was kissed so breathless that she had to push him away, wipe her mouth, and reached out to untie his belt.
