Huo Jinyao called her name smoothly, "Qingsang."
Su Qingsang glanced at his calm and relaxed expression. She was about to ask him not to call her by her own name, but she swallowed her words.
It was just a name so he could just say it. After all, this marriage wasn't going to last. She saved her work and stood up.
After she left the room, Su Qingsang saw that there were four dishes and a bowl of soup on the dining table. She hesitated for a moment, then turned around to look at him. "You can cook?"
He didn't seem like the question. Huo Jinyao's face suddenly grew awkward. "I just ordered food."
Su Qingsang walked closer and observed the dishes. It was delivery all right. After all, she didn't cook much and there weren't many ingredients in her fridge.
Huo Jinyao smiled and said, "If you want, I can cook for you next time."
Su Qingsang sat down in the chair and looked at him. "Are you sure?"
"Of course."
