"Junior brother, you're so good to me. You even bought me romance novels. Only you would spoil me like this. My father and grandfather never would."

Nangong Yue held her beloved romance novel, her eyes misting over.

Her father and grandfather disapproved of her reading such mundane books, thinking they were a waste of time.

Only Lin Jichen knew what she liked best and always prepared it in advance, touching her deeply.