When Shen Mo returned, his eyes immediately caught sight of the strikingly red roses on the floor tiles. He frowned and looked inside—
Bai Youwei, as usual, was bustling about in her apron by the dining table. Not to mention whether she could actually cook, at least the apron looked pretty on her.
"Where did these roses come from?" Shen Mo asked as he entered the house.
Bai Youwei immediately looked aggrieved, stepped forward in small, quick steps and complained to him, "A man came, I don't know him. He barely said a few words before throwing the flowers in, insisting I go on a date with him! I told him I was married, but he said he didn't care, and even mentioned that stealing someone's partner was thrilling~"
Ada exclaimed, "How shameless?!"
Shen Mo's expression darkened as he examined Bai Youwei with concern, asking, "Are you alright?"
