Two steaming bowls of wonton noodles were placed on the table, their aroma was intoxicating, immediately sparking Su Nian's appetite. Taking advantage of this, she left Zheng Haoyu on the side and buried her head in her bowl, eating voraciously with her chopsticks.
With his lips twitching in disbelief, Young Master Zheng quietly grabbed a napkin and helped her wipe the corners of her mouth, then he too lowered his head and began to eat his noodles.
No matter how frustrated or upset he felt, Zheng Haoyu still spoiled her. He kept his hand tightly around hers and hadn't let go yet.
Not until she saw the bottom of her bowl, and feeling sufficiently full, did Su Nian finally lift her head from the noodle bowl. "Zheng Haoyu, how do you know about this place?"
