Luckily, this white-haired guy didn't just walk in and put on slippers like he owned the place; he actually knows to ask first.
Wu Wenyue opened the shoe cabinet door and pulled out a plastic bag from the bottom shelf, "Here, there are disposable ones. I bought them for him earlier."
"Thanks."
He Yimeng put the instant noodles on the shoe cabinet with a mix of emotions, bent down to put on the slippers, and followed Wu Wenyue to the dining room. But when she saw the dishes on the table, a hint of shock flashed through her eyes.
"One, two, three, four… six dishes? That's quite a spread."
He Yimeng's surprise wasn't due to the dishes themselves, but because Li Peifeng had already told her in the elevator what they would be, down to the last detail. Now, seeing it all exactly as he said, He Yimeng finally dared to believe...
It's real!
"Sit down, I've served all the rice for you."
