"..."
Ji Weitian snapped back to reality just in time to hear the two little ones, heads together, whispering secrets.
She had indeed been thinking about Qin Nanyu.
Thinking about the glasshouse he designed...
He had told her that he personally designed and had the glasshouse built, asking if she liked it.
His gaze at the time, full of emotions she couldn't decipher, seemed to ask not whether she liked the glasshouse, but rather if she liked him...
Ji Weitian's heart trembled slightly.
Before she could figure out the answer, the sliding door opened.
Qin Nanyu, who had just finished a phone call on the balcony, walked in from outside.
Their eyes met, and both of them paused.
Just as Ji Weitian was about to say something, Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling, who had been chatting on the coffee table with his brother, swiftly stood up, scurried over to Qin Nanyu with his little short legs, and clung to his leg, betraying his mom.
"Daddy, mommy was just thinking about you!"
