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"Hey, you've done something nice for Xia Xiaoyu again, haven't you? Why are her eyes all red?" A voice came in from the doorway.
Tangyu's eyes lit up. It was Mo Xiaoqing who entered. He quickly glanced at her, noticed her good complexion, and figured she must be recovering well. He immediately said, "How could that be? Xiaoqing, are you feeling better?"
Mo Xiaoqing nodded and said, "Yeah, much better. I actually came to thank you today. I'd like to treat you to lunch—I made it myself. Will you honor me with your presence?"
Tangyu really wanted to accept her invitation right away. Being asked out to a restaurant by a woman is one thing, but when a woman offers to cook for you at home, that's true happiness. It's a small detail, but it says a lot. If a woman is willing to cook for a man, it indicates she has good feelings for him. And besides, having lunch with a beauty is a delightful affair. If he had known, he would have postponed Rao Yuanzhi's lunch appointment.
