"Oh."
Her sweet dream was shattered, and Su Tian had no choice but to obediently sit up, get the spoon, and then sit back down in front of him.
But being able to share a meal with him, it still felt really nice.
Occasionally, their spoons would bump into each other, and occasionally they would scoop from the same spot on the plate, each time making her heart race.
After the meal, Su Tian couldn't sleep, so she picked up her phone to text Ye Xiaojing, sharing how she felt at the moment. The response she got almost made her fall off the bed.
It read—Su Tian, you're in love.
She's in love?
How could that be possible?
All this time, she's been busy maintaining her little family, she barely had any time to think about such things.
But, a man as remarkable as Qiao Yaoran, wouldn't other women find it hard to resist too?
"Tell me, who is this person, it can't be Han Zidong, can it?"
