"Li Xiaoyun finally stopped making breakfast for you?" Zhao Guoxian said gleefully.
Zhao Dingli returned with a cold laugh: "Ha! What are you thinking?"
"Of course, Xiaoyun wants to continue making it for me," Zhao Dingli said, "but I feel bad for her. Besides, since I'm her boyfriend, how could I let her keep doing it? I have to make sure she doesn't have to lift a finger. I've already told her that from now on, I'll handle breakfast."
Zhao Guoxian: "..."
He could sense the heavy sense of pride in those words.
Especially in the phrase "since I'm her boyfriend," Zhao Dingli stressed each word clearly.
As if afraid that Zhao Guoxian didn't understand what he meant.
Zhao Guoxian wasn't really in the mood to play along.
Ever since going to watch Ye Fei's competition, Zhao Guoxian noticed that Zhao Dingli's attitude towards Li Xiaoyun was different.
From that moment, Zhao Guoxian had a premonition that the two would end up together.
