Chen JianShe, who had been ready to chow down, suddenly felt the food in front of him had lost its appeal.
It wasn't like his Brother Leng had said much, just a gentle, "You've worked hard."
Chen JianShe agreed with the sentiment.
His sister-in-law had made so many delicious dishes all by herself at home; she had indeed worked hard.
But for some reason, he felt like the atmosphere was off.
He couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, though.
As a single man, Chen JianShe couldn't yet understand that what he was witnessing was a public display of affection.
Leng Yuan placed a piece of fish on Gu Jiaojiao's plate, and the three of them began to eat.
The sweet and sour mandarin fish was a complicated dish to prepare, but it tasted incredible. Chen JianShe took one bite, his eyes immediately lit up, and he instantly tossed his earlier feelings to the back of his mind.
