It was really hard to imagine that one day she would fall in love with that sickly husband who lay in bed, and it was the man she once thought would die who now radiated a dazzling, golden glow, causing her to be utterly captivated.
No matter what, at least she was certain that Xiang Yimo was still single and that he hadn't dated anyone during the year they were apart!
If Keke guessed right, if she confessed today, the likelihood of success was quite high.
The two of them chatted casually in the garden, talking about the flowers and plants.
Zhong Lingling's mind was always on finding the right moment to confess her feelings to Xiang Yimo.
But Yimo didn't seem to engage much in the topic of love with her.
As the sky grew dark, Zhong Lingling grew increasingly anxious.
"It's getting late, today's tea snacks were good. If there's nothing else, I should head home!" Xiang Yimo stood up and straightened his jacket.