Tang Beibei returned to the villa after school and walked into the living room expectantly, only to see her husband chatting and laughing with another woman.
She felt strange, and the smile on her face faded a little as she stood still.
"Beibei, come here."
When the man heard footsteps, he turned his head and saw her. He waved at her, told her that Wen Nan had made desserts and that she should have a taste.
Tang Beibei was not pleased. Before today, he had always greeted her at the door when she came home. Now that there was another woman staying with them, he had neglected her.
She walked over with puffed cheeks and took a piece of dessert from him. She took a bite and her eyes lit up. Her puffed cheeks deflated in an instant.
Delicious!
The dessert was slightly sour from hawthorn mixed with the sweetness and sourness of strawberries.
"Dr. Wen, you have good skills!"