"Hurry up and go home after dinner, you hear me? Stop hanging around here, you're annoying."
Gao Jun had long been accustomed to Zhang Liteng saying he annoyed her and she disliked him.
At the same time, he really didn't care at all.
After all, Zhang Liteng's attitude towards him had never been good.
As long as he knows that he has a place in Zhang Liteng's heart right now, that's enough.
If she didn't care about him, there's no way she would have brought up apologizing to Li Jinfeng while bringing him along.
In the coming time, Gao Jun quietly continued to knit a scarf.
Perhaps because in his past life he had developed lightning-fast hands under pressure, Gao Jun knitted scarves incredibly quickly.
Zhang Liteng was cooking, and for some reason, her heart was tightly wrapped in an inexplicable sense of happiness.
She had a unique feeling, as if she and Gao Jun were a couple.
She was cooking, and Gao Jun was quietly watching her from behind.
