Chapter 48 Xi Zheng is a Big Fool_2

Only the three of them were in the living room, Yin Mei was tidying up the dishes in the kitchen, and Ding Mi left for upstairs to review after setting down her utensils. An Chuyu sat idly for a while, took an orange from the fruit plate, peeled it with her hands, and soon a rich orange fragrance permeated the air.

She split the peeled orange in two and handed half to An Zhihe, making up for the half meatball he hadn't got to eat at the dinner table—the dish she loved less or couldn't finish as a child would be shared with her father. With sweet words and coquettish pleas, she'd say, "Papa, help out, Yuyu can't finish this, throwing it away is such a waste."

When An Zhihe remembered these scenes, his eyes grew somewhat clouded, with hot tears welling up.