As a little foodie, Shang Xixia's radiant little face was tinged with a faint blush. Throughout the meal of roast lamb, Gu Jingchen had been carefully serving her. His deep black eyes were filled with utmost seriousness as his long and slender fingers delicately carved out the best parts of the lamb and placed them elegantly onto her plate, cutting it into neat pieces—completely considerate. Yet, it seemed like he hadn't eaten much himself.
Thinking about this, the little woman felt touched but also a bit guilty.
After the meal, noticing it was getting late, the three girls decided to get up and say their goodbyes.
"Let me walk you back!" Gu Jingchen stood up, his tall frame exuding warmth in his tone. As a man deeply in love, the most urgent desire was to spend even just a few extra minutes with the little woman he adored.
"Okay." Shang Xixia nodded. Over the past few days, she had realized she was growing increasingly attached to this man and very much enjoyed being around him.
