Chapter 310 You Are Not Worthy to Dirty My Hands

Such a warm and loving scene of happiness had appeared countless times in Qiao Ran's dreams.

In her dreams, she saw herself as a pampered little woman doted on by Wen Shimo.

Now, time has passed, Wen Shimo has become Han Mo, and she no longer dares to fantasize about a future between them.

Suppressing the sourness and stirring in her heart, Qiao Ran rolled her eyes at Han Mo: "No way. I'm not some helpless Princess who can't fend for herself. Besides, eating crawfish without peeling the shell, without savoring the soup inside, is soulless." With that, she disdainfully tossed the peeled shrimp meat onto the plate in front of him.

Han Mo chuckled helplessly—it seemed it was impossible for him to touch this woman's heart through these thoughtful gestures!

Other women's delicate dispositions were completely absent in her!

Compared to enjoyment, she valued self-reliance more.

"Then I'll eat with you!"