The two of them said nothing, and the whole family enjoyed a harmonious breakfast together.
Afterward, they sat around sipping tea.
The fragrance of tea lingered, gradually dissipating with the light steam rising from the cups, and permeated the air. Shang Ruyi took the teacup from Shen Wuzheng, gently sipped it. The slightly bitter tea slid down her throat, beginning with a slight astringency, but as she swallowed it, a sweetness instantly spread throughout her mouth, as if the tea had poured into her heart.
Shang Ruyi sighed softly in her heart with satisfaction.
A whole day of busyness and the bumps of life ahead, starting with this, was not necessarily a bad thing.
However, as she savored the taste and opened her eyes, she noticed Shen Shiyan glancing at her again. In fact, since last night, through breakfast just now, he had this gaze, but seemed always mindful of something, never saying much.
But at this moment, it was time.
