The canteen was very noisy, filled with the sound of students talking.
Cheng Anyue looked at the sweet and sour ribs on the table, then looked up at the tall boy standing next to her and asked,""You ..."
"I can't finish it. I don't want to waste it." Song Chao replied and turned to leave.
Cheng Anyue looked at Song Chao's back and wondered if he had been treating her too well recently.
She turned her head and saw Zhou Xiaomin eating a piece of sweet and sour ribs happily. She smiled. Actually, among them, Xiaomin liked sweet and sour ribs more.
However, the portion of the sweet and sour ribs on the table was quite large. It didn't look like it was left over.
Cheng Anyue picked up a piece with her chopsticks and took a bite. It was so sweet that it was a little greasy. The taste couldn't be compared to her grandfather 's, but it was probably a token of Song Chao's sincerity.
