The sound of glasses clinking in the private room never faded, and even if someone wanted to come over for a toast, seeing Jing Jihan reclining against the sofa with his eyes closed for a nap, they hesitated to approach.
Images uncontrollably flashed through Jing Jihan's mind.
Suddenly, it was Shi Su's long-hidden certificates under the cabinet, trophies abandoned in the corner of the cabinet, the unspoken past, and her seemingly clear and calm emotions that hid barbs everywhere.
Then there was Shi Mianmian hugging his leg, begging him to be her father. When he asked Shi Su where Mianmian's father was, Shi Su replied expressionlessly, "He's dead."
There was also the woman who blushed with embarrassment when he jokingly approached her, clearly without any dating experience, yet able to raise Mianmian and educate the child to be adorable, well-behaved, and polite.
