Weighing, mixing the filling, pressing the patterns… Nan Mufeng did every step with extreme care. When he got serious, he was so handsome it was impossible to resist.
Alisha sat outside the workshop, sipping flower tea, staring at Nan Mufeng through the glass window in a daze, her heart rippling again and again.
Being willing to do anything for the woman he loves, even if it hurts his dignity a little, and still enjoying every second of it.
This was the most charming thing about Nan Mufeng, and also what Alisha envied the most.
In this, he was different from Edward. Edward could spend money and effort, but he would never lower himself like this!
The scales of her heart had always been wavering, and now they tipped easily toward Nan Mufeng.
If only this man belonged to her…
…
Time flew, and an hour later the mooncakes Nan Mufeng made were done—nine in total, for "long, long lasting."
