Yang Yu sat with his companions around the long table. Lisa hummed a tune as she brought tea, placing it in front of everyone, with an unprecedented smile on her face.
As Bai Jin accepted the hot tea, her gaze kept flicking towards Lisa, feeling an inexplicable tension inside.
It was her first time at Yang Yu's old home, and the woman in front of her was Yang Yu's mother, her future...
She seemed like a very kind person, but Bai Jin didn't know what Lisa would think if she knew about her relationship with Yang Yu.
When they first entered, Lisa almost burst into tears but held back from throwing herself into Yang Yu's arms, a scene still vivid in Bai Jin's mind.
When I have children of my own someday, I reckon I'll become just like her...
Bai Jin couldn't help but imagine her future with Yang Yu. The more she thought, the hotter her cheeks became, hastily shrinking in on herself, pretending to be calm.
