7 PM.
At Xu Man Ni's house.
Zhao Heng sat at the dining table, looking at the variety of dishes laid out: a balance of meat and vegetables, not only well-paired but also looking, smelling, and tasting delicious. The main highlight was that Xu Man Ni had bought red wine, saying it was for a celebration.
Zhao Heng glanced again at Xu Man Ni, who was now wearing a white home dress, revealing her smooth, fair legs, exuding a unique at-home allure, and couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
Beautiful, a great cook, and most importantly, she knew how to be sensible and engaging. Such a woman would be the dream of all men.
"What's up?"
Knowing Zhao Heng was staring at her, Xu Man Ni asked anyway.
After all, women always hope to be attractive in front of men.
From middle school to high school, and then to university, Xu Man Ni was undoubtedly the school belle.
"Sis, I think you look a lot prettier than when you're at the hospital."
Zhao Heng said honestly.
