Seeing him say that, He Qianhui shook her head repeatedly.
"I don't want to be your nanny, I'm just in a rare good mood today."
"I just wanted to cook you a feast, he said that if one day you made me angry, you should just go out to eat by yourself."
Zhang Hao also shook his head and said, "That can't be, how could I possibly make you angry?"
"What I want most is for you to be happy every day, oh today on my way home from work."
"When I passed by the flower shop, I really should have bought a bouquet of flowers for you. I'll make it up tomorrow."
He Qianhui took a bite of a peach and said, "Flowers are all show and no substance."
"You'd better save that money in the future."
Zhang Hao scooped her a bowl of lamb meatball soup and brought it in front of her.
After all, she had made it herself, how could she not take a single bite?
"Although flowers may be all show and no substance, they can set the mood, and besides, there is no woman who doesn't like flowers,"
