"Making a late-night meal for someone you love is such a happy thing. Are you trying to stop my happiness?" Li Ruo flashed a smile.
Ye Chen was speechless, but inside, a warm feeling coursed through him. Li Ruo's smile, her silhouette—everything about her was deeply imprinted into Ye Chen's heart. It made him realize how inconsequential his supposed first love was. Li Ruo's every smile, every word was worth far more than what he thought was unforgettable: "You cannot stop my happiness!"
Li Ruo's happiness lies with him, but what about his own happiness?
Soon, Li Ruo brought Ye Chen a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, which looked and smelled delicious. Ye Chen devoured it voraciously. Li Ruo sat opposite Ye Chen and smiled, asking, "How is it? Is it tasty?"
"Do you even need to ask? It's the best thing I've ever eaten in my life!" Ye Chen quickly nodded.
