If you spend a lot of time together, it's hard not to be attracted to each other.
But given the gap between their families, if there really were any other thoughts, it would only end in hurt.
She pursed her lips, "Xiao Mai, you and him…"
Zhao Lianmai seemed to guess what her mother wanted to say, and she smiled again, "Mom, don't worry, I'm well aware of myself. He is very good, but he might not be the type I like, and I don't want to be in a relationship."
The woman silently sighed, wanting to say something, but in the end, she could only shake her head in distress.
Dinner time.
Even for the New Year's reunion dinner, there were only two or three dishes and a pot of fish soup on the table.
But for them, it was already a very sumptuous meal.
The little girl, craving the food, stared eagerly and reached out with her chopsticks, but first served her mother and sister.