"Lan, no wonder Ah Han likes you. Actually, I like you too." Tang Weiwei looked at Le Yao with bright eyes.
"Young Lady Tang, you can't say that." Le Yao frowned. "I'm here to cook for you out of kindness. You can't…"
"Lan, don't misunderstand. What I said is true." Tang Weiwei waved her hand hurriedly. "He really liked you. He was secretly happy that you got a divorce, but when he found that you were not interested in him, he let it go. But now, his love for you has changed. He's like family to you. Otherwise, how could I have the cheek to ask you to cook for me? Don't worry, I'm not testing you. I just want to tell you that I'm not jealous at all. I'm even a little envious. If I were a man, I would like you too…"
The corners of Le Yao's mouth twitched.
"Lan, I'm not the gloomy kind. I really like you. I think I'm really lucky to know you."
"Just for food?"
"Food is the most important thing for humans."
