The man across from her, upon hearing the words "little uncle," directed his chilling gaze upon her.
Lin Zhiyi, taking the cue, cast down her eyes, aiming to avoid his stare, only to catch sight of the slippers he wore with Sang Ran.
A couple's pair.
Adorably styled, at that.
Everyone knew how indifferent Gong Chen was.
He would never change for anyone's sake.
Song Wanqiu was by his side for over three years, yet never managed to alter his habits.
In her past life, Lin Zhiyi was with him for eight years, and he only ever wore the guest slippers prepared by his family.
But now, he was willingly changing.
If Song Wanqiu knew, she'd realize just how ridiculous her actions against Zhiyi had been.
The woman in Gong Chen's heart had always been the woman who saved him.
Just then, Sang Ran's exclamation of "Oh no!" broke the silence.
"My dish! Zhiyi, can you come help me out?"
"Sure."
She had no desire to be in the way here.