That gaze, that expression—it didn't look fake.
The surname Lu...
Could he be from the Lu Family?
But how could the Lu Family's Young Master come here to work as a mere jewelry designer?
He even lived in such a cramped rental apartment, and it was shared.
He probably couldn't be from the Lu Family.
Even if he kept a low profile, he couldn't possibly live like this.
Take himself, for example. Although he had hidden his identity, he still had standards for where he lived, what he ate and wore, and even the watches he wore.
At the very least, they couldn't be too shabby.
Only Su Qiao knew that Lu Han was speaking from the heart. With a smile at the corner of her lips, she said, "Did you put honey on your mouth today? Why are you so sweet?"
Lu Han leaned closer with an adorable look. "Then do I get a reward?"
Su Qiao really wanted to pinch his little face, but there was someone nearby, so she would let it go for now.
She picked up a rib and stuffed it directly into his mouth. "Yes! I'll reward you with a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs."
Although he was a little disappointed, Lu Han still nibbled on the sweet and sour pork ribs happily. With an expression of enjoyment, he said, "So sweet."
Chen Jue, who had been treated as a piece of background scenery the whole time, was speechless. "You two have had enough. Why are you being so lovey-dovey?"
They looked just like a couple who could really get married.
Heh.
Given Su Qiao's personality, that brat Lu Han would probably be dumped within a month.
Lu Han rarely bothered to respond to her. "What's it to you? You two can