After all, they probably wouldn't be seeing each other again after this meal.
At this moment, Qin Yi couldn't explain exactly how she was feeling. She knew how she felt towards Yun Huan, but she really couldn't disregard everything that had happened before.
Her belly was still flat and fair, without any scars, but she knew that Yun Huan had once stabbed her, and even though the scar there was gone, the one on her heart would always remain.
Qin Yi sat down in silence and Yun Huan seemed very happy. Actually, he was really very happy because his little fella's heart would still be able to soften for him.
Qin Yi ate the red braised pork that Yun Huan had prepared, noting that it was very delicious, even nicer than her own cooking. But Qin Yi didn't have an appetite; it was as if all her favorite things had lost their colors.
