Zhao Tiezhu, his head patted by Sun Yufen, smiled gently.
"You make it sound so simple, but I've already grown up, haven't I?"
Time flew, and it was the next morning.
In the early morning, Zhao Tiezhu got up especially early and personally prepared breakfast for Sun Yufen. He waited for Sun Yufen to finish her breakfast before he started eating his own.
As for Sun Tianrui, he was busy entertaining last night and didn't come home.
Wang Yan and Sun Xue didn't pay much attention to this; after all, they were already used to it.
Besides, Sun Tianrui not coming home at night was rather convenient for them.
Without saying more, those who understand will understand.
It could be said that in the eyes of Wang Yan and Sun Xue, there was only Zhao Tiezhu. Other men would hardly catch their interest.
As for Sun Tianrui, he was simply not up to par, present or not.
At the breakfast table, Zhao Tiezhu, Wang Yan, and Sun Xue were having their meal.