Every love in this world has its own beginning, some kind of predestined fate exists in the unseen.
Both Yang Su and Chang Linsheng believe that their meeting was destined.
Around six o'clock, Chang Linsheng got up, telling Yang Su to rest a bit longer while he went out to cook.
Yang Su lay on the bed, watching Chang Linsheng head to the shower, and in about two minutes, he was already out.
As Chang Linsheng dressed, Yang Su spoke to him, "Hey, Chang Linsheng, today you..."
"Hmm?"
The man squinted his eyes at her with a puzzled look.
At that moment, the blush on Yang Su's face hadn't completely faded, and she quickly waved her hand, "Oh, it's nothing, nothing, go cook!"
Chang Linsheng smiled, walked over to her, kissed her forehead, and said, "I'll come call you when it's ready."
Yang Su nodded, and Chang Linsheng quickly left the bedroom.
