Mu Yiliang sighed softly and eventually found a small knife, wrapped it in a tissue, and hid it on her body. No matter how you see it, this knife is more useful than scissors.
After putting away the knife, she remembered she promised to make some desserts for the father and son, and so began to prepare the ingredients.
When she finished and left the kitchen, she found there was an extra person in the living room. He was standing with Yan Sijue, and the two of them seemed to be talking about something.
He was a young man with clear and handsome features, very familiar.
Mu Yiliang was taken aback: "Ye Bai?"
Qiao Yebai heard her voice, turned his head to look at her, his gaze appeared somewhat deep.
After a while, he nodded to greet her: "It's me."
"Ye Bai, why are you here?" Mu Yiliang smiled and walked to his side, "I just made some dessert, why don't you have some too?"
Qiao Yebai raised an eyebrow and glanced at Yan Sijue.
Yan Sijue replied calmly: "Have some together."
