"..." She still knows it's her fault?
Harrison Yale put down his chopsticks, reached out towards her, his eyes filled with deep affection.
His little daughter-in-law had returned to her energetic, quirky self, but he suddenly found it hard to adjust.
The feeling of regaining something felt like a dream, making him feel grateful just watching her appear in his line of sight.
"You've only eaten a little, and you're not eating anymore?" Emma Aiden saw him stretch out his hand and obediently sat in his embrace, leaning against his chest and asked.
"When you look at me like that, what I want to eat isn't food." Harrison Yale's dark eyes were deep, glancing down her face and resting his gaze on her cherry lips, his thin lips slightly parted.
Emma Aiden: ... You rogue!
"Have you finished your work today?" Emma suddenly thought of something and raised her head to ask.
There's a lecture by a very renowned finance professor today, and he promised to accompany her to listen.
