Ye Feifei sat on the sofa obediently, quiet and without a word, lifting her eyes, she only saw Yu Xiaowan bustling in the kitchen, resembling a mother, which filled her with a sense of coziness and warmth! Of course, Ye Feifei wouldn't say that out loud!
Yu Xiaowan fried another irregular-shaped sunny-side-up egg and placed it on top of the instant noodles before serving it to Ye Feifei, who had already begun to drool!
Ye Feifei couldn't remember when she, who had always been particular about living a tasteful life, suddenly became extremely "tolerant" in her pursuit of fine food, which was that as long as it wasn't especially bad, it was fine!
Even so, even if she truly found herself at the very bottom of society, even if she was struggling on the brink of survival, she still felt that she couldn't understand the living conditions of those at the lowest rungs of society, nor their urgent desire for change and even dreams of getting rich overnight!
