Bringing her to meet his parents was one thing, but he also wanted them to know that he wasn't lying.
His father would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and he had a flight back to Qinghai tonight.
He said, "Then let's go tomorrow morning, I'll talk to them about it."
As soon as Wen Xian saw he agreed, the corners of her lips involuntarily curved up while she was looking down to cook the noodles.
He was taking her to meet his parents.
What did this mean? Especially for a man as serious and earnest as Lu Xiao.
A bowl of noodles was quickly prepared, the hand-pulled noodles boiling in the pot. Wen Xian poured the fried eggs and tomatoes into the pot, and instantly, the aroma wafted out amidst the boiling, the rich tomato sauce turning the noodles a bright and fresh color.
