The room did not have the lights on, nor the heater, so when An’an pushed open the door, she couldn’t help but shiver.
She reached out to turn on the light at the entrance while changing her shoes and surveying around. No lights were on anywhere. Could he be asleep? Or had he not co back at all?
Feeling puzzled, she walked into the house and reached out to turn on the living room light, only to see the man lying on the sofa.
Seeing his thin shirt, An’an imdiately walked over and woke him up. "Little Uncle, why are you sleeping here in such cold weather?"
Her voice made Su Yan open his eyes. What ca into view was her placing a bunch of beautiful roses on the coffee table.
He sat up from the sofa, pretending not to have seen it, and rely asked her, "Why did you co back so late?"
"I had dinner and then went to a late-night movie. He gave these flowers." An’an spoke with a smile, which turned a bit shy.
However, Su Yan’s face looked increasingly unpleasant. The overwhelming fragrance made him feel uncomfortable.
Why was she so easy to win over? If he weren’t her Little Uncle, would she already be his?
Just saying a few nice words, treating her to dinner and a movie, and she was overjoyed.
"It’s so cold, why didn’t you turn on the heater?" She muttered while picking up the remote on the coffee table to turn on the heater.
"Did you agree to him?"
"Huh?" She realized what he ant after a mont and shook her head, saying, "No, he didn’t ntion it tonight."
"Do you want to agree?"
An’an looked at the bouquet on the table, clearly happy, with an uncontrollable smile on her face. She asked him, "Little Uncle, do you think I should agree? I think he’s pretty good."
Su Yan coldly replied, "He dumped you once, and you want to be dumped a second ti?"
"That was childhood stuff. He’s different now. He took special care of at dinner today, worrying about what I would or wouldn’t eat, catering to my every need."
"Is that all?" He thought to himself, hasn’t he always catered to her tastes when they ate together? He had spoiled her to this extent, so why was she still so easily pleased?
Could it be that he had driven away all the n around her, making her feel she had no charm, so she settled for any man?
Feeling a bit dissatisfied with his criticism of Rong Yushen, she pouted slightly and said, "Not just that... I just think he’s okay. Grandma is urging to find a boyfriend, and you’re getting married too. I should start planning for my future."
She sat beside him, picked up the remote, and turned on the TV. She heard him ask, "How do you plan it?"
As she aimlessly switched channels, An’an replied, "Hmm... I don’t know, but I think after I get married, I don’t want to be a star anymore. When you get married and I get married, acting as a couple with you would surely be awkward."
"Once I’m married, I’ll be a good housewife, have a child, and I also want to learn how to cook." She turned to look at Su Yan and said, "Little Uncle, when you have ti, teach to cook. In the future, when you no longer cook for , I can cook for myself when I want to eat."
Su Yan remained silent, looking at her. She had already prepared herself for the separation, speaking of it so easily. In the past, she would cry at the ntion of parting.
Was it indeed that his thod had backfired?
Should he, like she said, confess his feelings...?
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