But do you know, I've waited for so many years just to return to your side.
Your heart is the place I would go to the ends of the earth and still want to return.
"You still have to drink this, I heated it myself for you."
She could see his deliberate detachment, yet she stubbornly drew closer to him.
Doesn't matter.
When it comes to being shameless, who could compare to her, Su Jia?
Lu Yanhe's brow suddenly furrowed, he reached out, gripping her wrist with great force.
Su Jia cried out in pain, yet she had no choice but to obey him, placing the cup on the bedside table.
He then let go of her hand, deliberately distancing himself, "If tenderness hides a trap behind it, then Su Jia, there's no need."
No need, he doesn't need it either.
He then got up, not sparing a glance at the woman behind him, "Keep it for yourself to drink slowly, I have things to do, I'm leaving."
Su Jia looked at his decisive back, weakly curled her lips, pouring that cup of milk into her mouth.
