Nan Zhan actually didn't know what kind of feelings he had towards Jian Si. Being mentally sharp but emotionally foolish, he felt that his feelings were out of habit for Jian Si. If one gets used to someone, naturally they want to monopolize her and make her get used to him as well.
The inexplicable behaviors he exhibited before now had an explanation: wanting to keep her close was why he fought with her for Zhengzheng's custody, thinking that once Zhengzheng was taken, it would be easy to pull her along too.
Having this realization, Nan Zhan suddenly felt very pleasant, his thin lips slightly lifted, and he unexpectedly whistled.
Jian Si stuffed a peeled shrimp into Zhengzheng's little mouth: "Let's eat."
At the dinner table, the family of three was very harmonious.
It had been a long time since Nan Zhan had tasted her cooking; it still had the familiar taste, especially the lotus root slices, which were just as good as Aunt Xian's.
