Wen Wan was feeling gloomy, unable to shake off Xiaoxiao's words from her mind, which made her mood also become suppressed.
She thought over and over and realized that the root cause of her mood was actually related to Mo Siluo, so when the godlike Mo Siluo came to see her, she did not show him a pleasant face.
"What's wrong? Who made you unhappy?" Who was Mo Siluo? He could tell the illness just by looking at the symptoms.
"..." Wen Wan pursed her lips and remained silent.
"Recently, a new restaurant opened in the suburbs, where all the vegetables are purely green, and I've heard the taste is pretty good. Want to turn that anger into appetite?" Seeing that she didn't want to answer, Mo Siluo tactfully didn't ask further.
"Yes." Mention food, and suddenly Wen Wan's mood improved a lot.
Mo Siluo held back a laugh; the world of food lovers really revolved only around good food.
