The fried eggs and bread exclusive to the madman were quickly served. Two fried eggs, one sweethearted, one lightly charred. Two slices of bread, both fried on one side.

Shen Qingzhao has always eaten so pickily that sometimes she can't even remember her requirements in the hotel room where she stays, but He Sibai, who has been absent for five years, can make it for her at all.

Shen Qingzhao picked up the fork, forked a small piece of fried egg and put it in his mouth to chew.

He Sibai was sitting on a chair beside him, with one hand on his chin, looking at her seriously.

It was morning, and silky pale golden sunlight poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, sprinkling the two of them all over.

Because he was at home, He Sibai didn't wear a suit, a casual black shirt, black

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