Zhao Guo'an walked into the kitchen to cook, and Zhen Jinghan came out. When she saw Xiao Feng, she smiled and said, "I have a good bottle of wine in my bag. It's getting cold, and cold wine isn't good to drink. Let me warm it up for you guys."
"Thank you." Xiao Feng nodded in gratitude.
He couldn't get drunk, but that didn't mean he couldn't taste the quality of the wine. Besides, the intention behind the offer was kind, and he didn't want to dismiss that.
A few steps to the kitchen door, Xiao Feng laughed and said, "Old Zhao, she's really treating you well, you know. Hearing you're drinking, she even warmed up the wine for you. You should cherish it."
"When did I ever say she wasn't good?" Zhao Guo'an retorted, a bit annoyed. "If you're not planning to help, just relax somewhere; just wait to eat."
The food was ready quickly, with a total of three dishes.
