Evening, 6:30 p.m.
Someone knocked on Shen Fanxing's door.
Opening the door, Shen Fanxing smiled as expected.
"How?"
Li Tingshen said calmly, "Eat."
"Did you come to the wrong place?"
"No." He paused before saying, "You said you wanted to treat me to a meal last time."
Shen Fanxing seemed to have just remembered. "Oh, that's true. But it's a dinner worth tens of millions after all. Isn't today… a little too unfair to you?"
Li Tingshen glanced at her lightly.
"Enough is enough. Don't act like you've gained something."
Shen Fanxing smiled and opened the door wider. "Welcome."
When Li Tingshen entered, he saw Ye Qingqiu walking out of the kitchen with a dish.
Her hair was tied up, and she was wearing a loungewear and a blue checkered apron. She paused when she saw him.
Shen Fanxing walked in and her gaze landed on her.
"The eggs are a little burnt."
