The following day.
It was the weekend, so Chen Yang went to the market early in the morning to buy groceries. Taking advantage of Qin Qiu being home, he was ready to go all out and showcase his culinary skills.
Qin Qiu, who rarely slept in, came downstairs to see a full table of dishes in the dining room. Her appetite was instantly whetted, and a sparkle flashed in her beautiful eyes. Now that she had calmed down and thought about it, she realized she had indeed gone a bit too far. Because she had been holding a grudge, her aversion toward Chen Yang had become so extreme that she had never once sat down to have a proper meal with him.
Carrying a tureen of soup, Chen Yang greeted Qin Qiu with a wide smile the moment he saw her. "Honey, go wash up and get ready to eat!"
"Alright," Qin Qiu responded neutrally.
By the time Qin Qiu and Luo Sulan were seated, Chen Yang had served all the dishes, his face brimming with an affectionate smile.
