Nian Xiaomu could hardly hold it in any longer, and just as she was about to ask him, Yu Yuehan suddenly let go of her hand.
Pulling out the chair next to her, he sat down in it.
His gorgeous face tilted to the side as he watched her touch the cake. Raising his eyebrow, he asked, "You don't like it?"
"… I like it." Nian Xiaomu hurriedly opened up the packaging, picked up a spoon, and fed herself a mouthful of cake.
In her mind, she could not stop wondering if Yu Yuehan had overheard her conversation with Xiao Liuliu just now.
Even if he did not hear the first part, he must have heard Xiao Liuliu call her "Pretty Mommy."
By now, he should have brought it up.
However, looking at his current expression, it seemed like it did not matter to him at all.
Instead, the person who was feeling internally conflicted was her.
To say… or not to say…