Intern: "A night of good sleep or a satisfying meal?"
Shi Su: "I'll choose sleep."
Jing Jihan: "Sleep."
Intern: "If you could time travel, would you go ten years ago or ten years later?"
Shi Su: "Ten years later, I want to see what my daughter looks like when she grows up."
Jing Jihan: "Ten years ago."
Shi Su looked at him puzzled, but felt the man gently squeezed her fingers at the same time.
She instantly understood.
Ten years ago, she was still at the Shi Family, still in that dusty attic without anyone to rescue her.
Intern: "Spicy strips or instant noodles?"
Shi Su: "Spicy strips."
Jing Jihan: "Instant noodles."
The intern excitedly: "Ah, finally a bit of difference, so... singing or dancing?"
Shi Su: "Dancing."
Jing Jihan: "...Can I not choose?"
Shi Su and the Intern in unison: "No."
Jing Jihan paused for a second: "Reluctantly accepting Waltz."
"Pfft..." The intern was amused by Mr. Jing's serious expression: "Alcohol tolerance or food intake?"
