The instant Changqing saw the dishes that he prepared, she pouted her small pink lips high up in the air and complained unhappily, "My first ever meal after moving in is so shabby; there isn't any meat either…"
In the past, Auntie Zhang would regularly cook up a variety of bountiful and delicious meals with her culinary skills that were similar to the level of a great chef back when she was still living in her home. This contrast between the meals was too much for her to accept at once, and she felt down and depressed just by looking at it.
Song Chuyi didn't get offended by her rudeness. Even he felt that the dinner looked shabby. "I've been too busy these past few days and had no spare time to buy ingredients. Just make do with it today, and I'll buy your favorite food tomorrow, okay?"
