The First Lady

That was why Duan Yanhao didn't probe into the changes in Bai Yaoyao's heart.

He felt that Bai Yaoyao's smile had increased over the past few days, which meant that coming here was the right decision.

"Hurry up and eat more."

Bai Yaoyao looked up at Duan Yanhao, feeling sad for him.

He clearly didn't want to touch her, but he tried his best to treat her well during the day.

She thought that Duan Yanhao's mental journey was very tough.

However, Bai Yaoyao could also tell that Duan Yanhao loved her. However, love and the passion at night could be separated, so she could understand. As they ate, Bai Yaoyao looked at how careful and patient Duan Yanhao was with her. She couldn't help but ask,"Yanhao, do you love me?"

Duan Yanhao's hand, which was holding the chopsticks, paused. A hint of surprise and worry flashed across his cold eyes.

"Yaoyao, you know how I feel about you. Without a doubt, I love you deeply."