Lin weiyue's words made beiming Qinghan's hand stop.
Lin weiyue watched as beiming Qinghan's expression changed.
His expression was bitter and reminiscing.
Lin weiyue looked at beiming Qinghan and suddenly realized that she might have said something wrong.
"I'm ... I'm sorry. Should I not have asked?"
Beiming Qinghan sighed."No. It's not that I shouldn't ask. My mother taught me these things."
"Your mother must be a gentle woman."
"Yes, she's very gentle. She said that men should be responsible for women and can't hurt their hearts or be unfaithful. She also said that if you can make desserts, you will be liked by girls."
Lin weiyue was a little surprised."You ... Your mother is really different to have such an advanced way of thinking. Your mother must be very good and you love her very much."
"Yes, then my mother disappeared."
Lin weiyue's expression changed and a light seemed to flash across her mind."Gone?" What do you mean by gone?"
