The food was rather basic, but Liu Xiaoyi took great care in preparing it.
Four dishes, each appealing in terms of color and sheen, and the most important thing was that even the way she placed each ordinary chopstick showed her attention to detail.
'There's also alcohol.'
Xiaoyi unexpectedly produced a bottle of beer from somewhere and poured it out for Xiao Qiang in a gentle, caring manner, as though she was a loving wife serving her beloved husband.
Her sister, Liu Xiaole, shook her head and sighed.
'No matter what, I must thank you for saving my sister Liu Xiaole. If it hadn't been for you, she wouldn't be sitting across from me, sharing this meal. You're our great benefactor.'
After saying this, Xiaoyi, filled with an inexplicable sentiment, drained her glass of beer in one gulp.
It was evident that she wasn't used to drinking. After just one glass her face was flushed red.
