However, when He Zhilan poured the soup from the lunchbox into the bowl, He Teng's expression became somewhat interesting.
"Just soup? Nothing else? Vegetable soup?" Had the color of the soup not been slightly green with a few vegetable leaves floating on top, He Teng might've thought Zhilan was just trying to fob him off with plain boiled water seasoned with a bit of salt and oil.
After a pause, He Teng hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Zhilan, I know dad always cooked at home and never let you and Dongxue step foot in the kitchen. He didn't want to burden you guys. If you don't know how to cook, it's fine. It's bother and hard work for you. It might be easier to just get me food from the hospital cafeteria."
"What are you talking about!" He Zhilan found it funny, she knew the doctor ordered a light diet, did He Teng think she had cooked like this because of her poor cooking skills?
