By the time dinner was ready, Su Yiyi had adjusted her mood. The charade outside had made her feel as if she really was Li Yifei's girlfriend, which brought her extreme happiness, but now she knew it was all wishful thinking on her part; Li Yifei still didn't like her.
Heartbroken as she may be, despondent as she might feel, Su Yiyi didn't blame Li Yifei at all. As long as she could do something for him, she would be very satisfied.
Chu Xiaoyao was young, and her declaration of liking Li Yifei was really just admiration. Li Yifei was so formidable in a fight that he filled the young girl with curiosity. She found Li Yifei, a man both powerful and mysterious, to be handsome in every way.
After eating a few bites, Chu Xiaoyao suddenly exclaimed, "Uncle, your cooking is so delicious! Oh my gosh, I can't imagine how lousy the food my mom's made all these years must have been."
