"Do you want me to help you with anything?" Tang Mi asked after putting things away.
Tang Anzhi gave her a disdainful glance, no words necessary. The meaning was clear.
Ah, to be disdained. Tang Mi could only silently retreat back to the living room, rummage through the bag for some snacks, and start crunching away like a shredder.
Actually, she felt that Huangfu Zheng wasn't her cousin's true love. She was. Just look at how nice he was to her, not only making her favorite dishes but also buying her so many snacks.
This life of being fed was simply too blissful!
Suddenly remembering something, she took out her phone and began taking photos, first of the bag of snacks and then sneaking into the kitchen to snap a picture of Tang Anzhi's back.
"What are you doing?" Tang Anzhi turned around and asked.
Caught in the act, Tang Qin said guiltily, "Nothing... nothing. I was just checking if you're alright?"
