In the quiet room, the aunt slowly retreated as Jiang Cheng softly blew the steam coming from the bowl of soup. While Lan Jinyao watched his movements, her heart beat like a drum.

“Jiang Cheng!”

She rolled her eyes nimbly before calling out his name.

Jiang Cheng stopped what he was doing and looked up at her with a trace of doubt in his eyes as he asked, “Yes? What’s wrong?”

Lan Jinyao took a deep breath before saying, “In fact, you already know that I am ...