Hard To Speak

During breakfast time, An Jichuan took Su Su downstairs. After the child woke up, he washed his face, tied his hair, and changed his clothes. It was all done by him. Taking care of the child was nothing to him.

Everyone at the dining table greeted each other and took their seats. An Jichuan looked at Xue Yating, who was sitting opposite him. Seeing that she kept lowering her head and not looking at her, he could not help but smile.

"Tina, how was your rest last night?"

"I… It was alright."

Xue Yating heard An Jichuan's voice and raised her head to look at him, secretly blaming him for not bringing up the topic.

Thinking of the unspeakable dream last night, she felt terrible. She felt like she had done something wrong.

An Jichuan did not say anything and kept a faint smile on his face. He happily ate his breakfast and prepared to send Su Su to school.

The driver was supposed to be driving, but An Jichuan told him to get out of the car.