"Here, this is for you." Xia Lu placed the red bean soup on the table, stood demurely by the side with her hands behind her back, "Have it while it's hot~"
Zhou Mingchen glanced at it, "Made by Auntie Zhang?"
"No, no, this is made by me." Xia Lu stirred the soup gently with a spoon, checking for any leftover beans, "It might not be very good, so I brought it especially for you to try."
"If it's not good, why let me try it." Zhou Mingchen's tone was still not pleasant, "Take it away."
Since she came to apologize, she should at least look the part.
Xia Lu leaned in close to him, "I was wrong to leave home without telling you, and I promise it won't happen again."
"And?" Zhou Mingchen turned his head to meet her eyes.
"And?" There was more? But hadn't Auntie Zhang only mentioned the one thing?
