Isn't it just a meal...
If he wants to tag along, let him. Anyway, her family is rich, not short on that bit of rice...
Su Yao followed behind them in silence, her gaze sweeping over them continuously, feeling that these two were acting strange.
Su Wanxin turned to look at her, a face begging for help.
Su Yao's heart softened, she cleared her throat lightly, just about to ask Fu Shihan what he was doing here, when she saw him glance back at her.
Just that one glance made Su Yao inexplicably nostalgic for the old dog who used to trick her and then send her red envelopes.
This man... was better as a bit more of a dog, otherwise he looks too scary.
Su Yao stopped and sat on the sofa, waved to Su Wanxin, mouthed silently: Safe travels.
She wondered in her heart if her younger sister's pregnancy had been discovered by Fu Shihan?
Why is the atmosphere so serious?
But it shouldn't be, right? If Fu Shihan knew her sister was pregnant, would he still dare to keep such a cold face?
