Wei Anning nodded, "Nonsense, you got coffee spilled all over you saving me. If I don't buy it for you and let you get it yourself, I'd feel guilty."
The man's lips curved up, and the icy look in his eyes melted like snow meeting spring, "Alright, it looks like I finally have the chance to freeload in this life. How could I pass it up?"
"..."
Wei Anning glared at him, "Are you making fun of me?"
"Too..." He paused, and the smile on his face faded a bit, "I wouldn't dare!"
Oddly enough, Wei Anning felt that he initially meant to say "madam." These words were a hidden pain in her heart. For the past five years, every time she drifted into dreams at midnight, she would dream of someone whispering in her ear, "Madam, madam..."
But when she awoke, all she held onto was a chilling emptiness. At those times, looking at the peacefully sleeping Wei Chenchen beside her, she would be overwhelmed with grief.
