Xia Yangyang seldom shed tears anymore.
But upon seeing this bowl of noodles, it seemed like something knocked through the final line of defense in her heart.
She became instantly vulnerable.
Xia Yangyang cried for a bit.
Then she started to eat the noodles.
They were her favorite chicken noodles from the past.
The taste that she hadn't experienced for four years remained unchanged.
Xia Yangyang always used to say that Gu Qichen was a gourmet chef masked as a CEO.
He was a natural genius, and whatever he did, he was hundreds, thousands of times better than others.
Even when it came to cooking.
Inevitably, Xia Yangyang ate all the noodles in the bowl.
It warmed her stomach and seemed to reduce the pain.
But, sharp pains throbbed in her heart intermittently.
Truthfully, Gu Qichen was the most innocent person in all of the disputes between them.
Xia Yangyang knew that she had hurt him deeply.
