Su Xiaoli hurried to the market and finally managed to buy groceries before it closed.
By the time the young girl arrived back at the villa with the ingredients, it was already half-past nine.
Without a moment to spare, she immediately took off her coat and dived into the kitchen to start cooking.
Since she arrived too late, there were no chickens left in the market, so she could only buy a fish to make fish soup.
Upstairs in the room, the man watched her busying herself in the kitchen and shook his head helplessly.
He had thought that after eating so much at the old house today, she wouldn't remember to come back and torture him with delicious food.
But he was wrong.
His little wife seemed to be a person with principles.
Before long, Su Xiaoli brought up the steaming fish soup upstairs.
She set up a small table in front of him and sat down, "Husband, I came back a bit late today, don't be mad!"
