However, Feng Chengjin, taking a shower in the bathroom, dimmed his gaze slightly in the flickering water droplets, holding onto another kind of discomfort that was hard to conceal.
Because this is only half of the story, the remaining half, if possible, he wishes to keep a secret from her for a lifetime...
...
It started to snow in Rong City.
With the arrival of December, the sudden snowfall cast a light white blanket over the entire city.
Yet in the villa in Pinghu District, there was an unprecedented warmth and coziness.
First of all, Gu Zixuan, who could do everything but never sullied her fingers with household chores, decided to learn to cook for Feng Chengjin after getting out of bed with a disjointed body.
Wearing an apron and with her hair loosely tied behind her head, her posture was beautiful and homely.
She planned to start with the simplest breakfast.
