"What?"
"I said you didn't gain weight."
"After washing up, just lie down and rest for a bit." With that, the person led Jiang Muwan to the bed.
And Mrs. Gu?
As she turned around, she didn't forget to glance at the two people in the courtyard with the corner of her eye.
...
Xia Yishen nodded expressionlessly, the look in his eyes as calm as still water.
"Indeed, it matches your usual style, Song Rong."
Xia Yishen's words held deep meanings.
He knew Song Rong very well.
But this understanding could not be spoken of openly after years had passed.
The feelings between Xia Yishen and Song Rong.
Deep?
Shallow?
It's hard to say.
"Even as a heartbreaker, you have the capital to be arrogant."
Song Rong had enough qualifications to be arrogant and proud in front of Xia Yishen.
Because to Xia Yishen, she was always like a fairy from the heavens.
Cold and aloof, unattainable.
When standing before him, like a celestial queen overlooking the world.
