It seemed that Ye Sichen was busy and tired. He disguised himself to come here. Standing behind Xia Nuan, he was worried.

Lying on the bed, Song Kuncheng couldn’t help tugging at Xia Nuan’s arm and whispered to her, “Mr. Ye is coming.”

He didn’t know the true relationship between them and thought that Xia Nuan was Ye Sichen’s cousin.

Tucking up the quilt for Song Kuncheng, Xia Nuan began to peel the fruit and lowered her head down without ...