Bo Yeyuan drained all the water from the bathtub, wrapped in a bathrobe, he stepped inside and reached for the shower rack he had pulled over, on which lay biscuits and a cake Li Qiyu had made for him the night before.
Bo Yeyuan carefully picked up the biscuit, studying each one before putting it back, unwilling to eat it.
Two of them had gotten damp from the water, and he frowned, carefully nibbling on them little by little at the edge of his lips…
Ye Zhilu watched him, her heart sour and astringent. She had made countless biscuits and cakes for him only to be kicked away like trash, and Leike even said Young Master wasn't too fond of sweets.
But now Bo Yeyuan treasured the biscuits made by Li Qiyu like jewels…
He pressed his phone, ordering Leike to prepare several airtight containers to seal the biscuits away permanently!
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