"I recently learned this." Seo Fei straightened up, "Wait here, I'll go now."
She eagerly walked into the kitchen, but upon opening the fridge, she found that there was hardly anything usable inside.
She was never one to enjoy cooking, and the fridge mostly contained convenience foods. Plus, she'd been feeling agitated these past few days, so she hadn't been in the mood to buy groceries. Looking around, the only thing she could barely make was pasta.
Reluctantly, Seo Fei took the bag of pasta out of the fridge.
She started boiling water, humming a tune, feeling unexpectedly at ease.
At this moment, Seo Fei didn't realize that by truly deciding to give up on Leng Zimo, she felt much more at ease than she had imagined.
Tang Ming stood in the living room, watching Seo Fei busy in the kitchen through the open door, feeling a rare sense of peace in his heart.
This was the first time she had ever offered to cook for him.
"Mr. Tang?!" Lawyer Zhang Xing quietly approached his side.
