A piping hot bowl of sauerkraut beef noodles—just one bite and you feel utterly contented.
Su Yinhe was captivated by the drama, lost in its world when Chi Yan arrived, holding a cup of water.
"This milk tea, when I made it, I added too much sugar, it might be too sweet," Chi Yan said, a logical and composed man. "If it's too rich for you, you can drink this water. It's sweet too, but not as cloying."
Therefore, as soon as he left Su Yinhe's line of sight, he quickly regained his composure.
Became even more restrained.
Just a restrained man.
At that moment, Su Yinhe was completely enthralled by the drama. Hearing Chi Yan's words barely registered as she casually took the water he had brought and drank.
Mm.
Sweet water.
Gone.
After one sip, Su Yinhe put the water back.
Sweet, quite nice.
But her entire focus was on the drama.
She had to watch the drama.
Chi Yan wasn't upset by Su Yinhe's reaction;
Her behavior made things convenient for him.
