Jian Ai felt God had tricked her.
In the heat of the moment, she let Ji Haoyu be her shield because she thought that her mother would have nothing to do with Ji Haoyu.
But now, she had invited him home. Moreover, it seemed that the two of them were more familiar with each other than she was with Ji Haoyu.
"Don't just stand there. Go out and accompany Haoyu," Wang Yunmei said and pushed Jian Ai.
Jian Ai took the opportunity to leave the kitchen. When she turned around, she saw Ji Haoyu lying on the sofa and smiling at her meaningfully.
Jian Ai's entire body went numb, and she didn't know what expression to put on.
Jian Ai walked to the sofa and sat down. She picked up an orange and smiled at Ji Haoyu. "Come, have an orange."
Urgh, how disgusting?
This time, she was talking about herself.
Ji Haoyu placed one hand behind his head and the other casually on his abdomen. He looked at Jian Ai and said, "Help me peel it."
