She was born in a middle-class family and really had no grand ambitions. All she wanted was a decent job and a happy family of her own with a loving husband and their sweet children.

She knew she shouldn't even be thinking about it, but she would very much like to build a family with Waylen.

While Waylen, Rena, Harold, and Cecilia were eating their midnight snack, Cecilia couldn't stop singing Rena's praises.

Cecilia even took away the dumplings that Rena prepared for Waylen. She ate happily and chirped, "I'll come here again next time, Rena."

Rena grinned.

She was in a relationship with Waylen, so she couldn't stop Cecilia, his sister, from coming over to visit them.

Glancing at Cecilia, Waylen said, "And if you gain weight from Rena's delicious dishes, who will marry you?"

Leaning on Harold's shoulder, Cecilia cooed, "Harold will."

Harold couldn't quit looking at Rena.

Rena kept her eyes averted.

It wasn't that she was afraid of meeting Harold's gaze. She just felt that it was unnecessary.

Waylen didn't seem to notice the subtle change in the atmosphere. He leaned against the sofa, took Rena's hand, and played with it. With a charming smile on his face, he began conversing with Harold about the stock market and its trends. He even gave Harold some suggestions.

Rena admired Waylen, who was obviously doing this on purpose to get on

Harold's nerves.

Ultimately, Harold couldn't hold on any longer and expressed his desire to leave.

Waylen saw their guests out. Before he shut the door, he told Rena,

“You can clean up the table tomorrow. Go ahead and take a shower. I'1L be right back."

Harold quickened his pace.

With his hands in his pockets, Waylen looked at Harold's back and smirked.

Upon his return to the sanctuary of his apartment, Waylen's mind teemed with thoughts and emotions.

Rena, having taken a refreshing shower, decided to forgo the comfort of pajamas and instead slipped into his black shirt.

The loose fabric draped over her slender frame, accentuating her curves.