Zhou Liao nodded repeatedly.
She wholeheartedly agreed.
Delicious food indeed tastes better and brings more joy when shared.
After breakfast, Lai Zhiyun was about to head out when Luo Qiuyue had their family driver take her.
Upon arriving at Lin Zhenzhen's place and the moment the door opened, Lai Zhiyun proudly held up the thermos in her hand to show off to Lin Zhenzhen.
"Ta-da, guess what yummy thing I brought you?"
"Did you make soup for me?"
Lin Zhenzhen was moved.
Her eyes, glistening, looked at Lai Zhiyun with deep affection.
"No, I did something big last night and didn't get up until nine-thirty this morning, so I had no time to make soup for you."
Lai Zhiyun entered, handed over everything in her hand to Lin Zhenzhen, and asked her to hold them.
"What big thing? Look at your complexion, your face is rosy and glowing. You must be living a very nourishing life after marriage, right?
