"I... I'm feeling a little unwell. I'll go back to my room first."
Li Jingtai looked at her worried expression and suddenly had no idea how to face her.
His mind was a tangled mess, utterly chaotic.
Watching the man hurry upstairs, taking two steps at a time, Su Qiao froze for a moment before hurriedly calling out, "Hey, what about my breakfast?"
She hadn't eaten yet. Why had he run off?
"The porridge is simmering by the fire. Go eat it yourself!"
With that, Li Jingtai disappeared at the top of the second-floor stairs without looking back.
Su Qiao pouted unhappily. "Just porridge?"
How was that supposed to fill her up?
Besides, the porridge was very bland and completely unlike her taste.
"He suddenly became absent-minded and won't even make me breakfast anymore. Who knows what he's up to."
After muttering to herself, Su Qiao could only go to the kitchen and figure out something else to eat.
While Su Qiao was busy in the kitchen, Li Jingtai rushed into his room and slammed the door shut with a bang.
Then, like a hedgehog, he hugged his legs and curled up in the corner of the bedroom wardrobe, muttering to himself.
"How could I have gotten it wrong? How could I have gotten it wrong?"
She had clearly lived in the Qilitun residential area out front when she was young;
She was clearly the same age, and she had looked just like the person in the photograph when she was little;
Even their hairstyles were identical. Their profiles were so similar, and even the position of that mole...
That's right!
The moles were different!
She had said she hadn't had a mole when she was little... No mole...
"I have to get to the bottom of this. I have