In that instant, Mu Keren's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.
Although she knew that the person standing in front of the stove was not her Huang Qingtian, she knew that if Huang Qingtian were to return, he would certainly prepare breakfast for her with this kind of dedication.
Huang Qingtian…
Are you doing well?
Do you have enough to eat?
Have you slept well?
I haven't!
Huang Qingtian, without you here, I can't accomplish anything...
"Little one, come and eat. This is your favorite braised pork..."
Just as tears began to quietly fill Mu Keren's eyes, the man standing at the stove was already walking toward her with a plate of braised pork.
The man's tone was gentle, and his handsome face was radiant with warmth.
Staring at him, Mu Keren's gaze became somewhat dazed.
If it wasn't for him wanting to reach out and touch her, Mu Keren might have continued staring at him blankly for a while longer.
Noticing his outstretched hand, Mu Keren quickly sidestepped to avoid it.
