Fu Han had a great time at lunch, proving that as long as the atmosphere was harmonious, there was no need to feel awkward.
Although Mr. Nangong and Wang Yixuan spoke less, Nan Qing and Mrs. Nangong were constantly livening up the atmosphere. Their efforts were not about deliberately cueing Fu Han but maintaining a good balance, which made her feel very comfortable.
The chefs at the Nangong residence indeed had excellent skills. Fu Han had enjoyed a lot of coconut chicken last time, and today she still ate with relish.
Home-cooked meals indeed tasted better than restaurant food. While the initial taste of restaurant dishes might seem good, it tended to become cloying after a while.
As everyone ate and chatted, Fu Han unconsciously finished a small bowl of rice and then filled her bowl with soup, sipping it slowly as the doctor had advised her to drink more soup for her health.
