Lu Zhaozhao let out a resigned sigh.
Previously, Sinian had emotional disorders, so he relied solely on logic to handle most matters.
Zhaozhao knew that what he said was exactly what he intended to express.
Now, however, Sinian had gained a better understanding of emotions and even showed his feelings from time to time.
But sometimes, Zhaozhao found it harder to understand him.
To be exact, Sinian, now in touch with his emotions, had started to conceal them.
She still interacted with him in the straightforward way she had before, inadvertently causing misunderstandings between them.
Zhaozhao gently patted Sinian's back and muttered unhappily, "Mr. Song, why have you been spending so little time with me recently? Is it really because you're busy with work?"
After saying this, her small hands cradled his cheeks.
"…"
Sinian didn't speak, but his silence said everything.
