efinitely don't want to write something on a red ribbon with me either. We each write our own, and grandpa won't know."Fu Mochen's thin lips tightened, his expression cold and stern, he did want to wr...Gu Nanci didn't bother guessing Su Han's calculations. He still had a lot of things to deal with. 。He gestured toward the kitchen with his chin, his voice as cold as ice, “There’s fruit and ice cream in the fridge. If you need anything, just tell the maid. I have work to do.” 。With his words spoken, Gu Nanci turned and walked upstairs. 。Su Han stood there, watching Gu Nanci walk up the stairs and leave. He stared for a moment, then waved his hand and let out a "tch". 。I turned my head and walked towards the kitchen that Gu Nanci had just pointed to. In the clean kitchen, I found a double-door refrigerator and took out some fruits and ice cream after a quick glance around. 。

The fruit was handed to the maid to wash, while she returned to the living room sofa with the ice cream, took out her tablet and opened a game. 。The maid washed and cut the fruit, placing it in a dish and even inserting small forks. 。rsuing her. They had been in love and at war for years. 。Hou Shao wasn't naive enough to think that if their identities could have been openly shared, they wouldn't have missed these years, and her c...