Liu Fei'er held Qin Tian tightly from behind, like a little bird leaning on a person, incredibly happy.
Qin Tian could feel that her words came from her heart.
Feeling a slight movement in his heart, Qin Tian put down the vegetables in his hand, held Liu Fei'er's small hands with both of his, paused for a moment, and said nothing.
Such a cute little girl, pure and hardworking, Qin Tian naturally liked her.
"Fei'er… your words carry a lot of weight. But do you know about my situation?"
Qin Tian hesitated for a moment before speaking.
His own situation was quite complicated right now.
There's a saying that "A man's true colors show up," and once Qin Tian returned to the city, he became a real man.
Many men pass through a field of blossoms without a leaf sticking to them.
Qin Tian was the kind who passed through a field of blossoms and couldn't run away even if he tried.
