Shi Mei faced the question as if she tilted her head to think for a moment before swiftly responding, "Because I like my husband, he is the best."
Lin Hang was at a loss for words.
Her intelligence now was that of a five-year-old's.
To her, everything was the simplest it could be.
Because she liked, that's why she liked.
And he, was he destined to miss out?
Lin Hang couldn't accept it.
His gaze lowered slightly as he continued to feed her cake, his thoughts drifting far away.
Shi Yuanyuan and Shi Bingbing sat opposite each other in the café, playing with their phones, when Shi Bingbing suddenly said, "Sister, does Lin Hang really have money to help us? He looks so young, and he just graduated from abroad, about the same age as Shi Mei. I somehow feel it's unreliable."
