This made Song Xiaodong unsure whether to feel glad or speechless. Yang Yushi prepared these things, presumably for him to see. Does it mean she looks down on his diplomatic skills, or is it to save him the trouble of investigating?
Anyway, it saves Song Xiaodong a lot of effort, so why not enjoy it?
About an hour later, Yang Yushi came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands on the apron around her waist, and lifted her hair with a cheerful smile, saying, "Xiaodong, dinner's ready."
Song Xiaodong's gaze froze, staring at Yang Yushi dazedly, not moving for a few seconds.
Yang Yushi sensed the peculiarity in Song Xiaodong's gaze, and as he returned to normal, she smiled and said, "What's up? Feeling touched suddenly?"
Song Xiaodong stood up and said, "Seeing you just now, I suddenly remembered my sister; she used to call me to eat in the same way."
"Your sister, huh. But she's your wife now, spending every day with you. Why do you still miss it?"
