Mia stood at the entrance to the tea room, leaning against the door frame, watching from afar as Yeh Huang gently caressed Long Linger's cheek. His deep, tender gaze was incredibly gentle, and she stood there for a long time. In her world, there was also a belief called love, and this belief began with Yeh Huang's deep affection for Long Linger.
If there was a man like Yeh Huang, so domineering, strong, and wise, standing at the peak of power, who could love her as he loved Long Linger, it would be such a wonderful thing.
It's a shame she came too late... No, not too late, at least she was still young!
"Ahem..."
She coughed lightly, brought out the coffee, and bent over to place it on the coffee table.
"Come, have a cup of coffee!"
Yeh Huang led Long Linger by the hand and sat down on the sofa.
Long Linger naturally disdained to drink her coffee, stood up, "I want to look around, can you take me for a spin?"
