Meanwhile, Ling Yiran sat at the dining table and looked at the soup and three other dishes that were still hot. However, they looked so average that they did not look like a chef made them.
"I cooked them. Give them a try," he said as if sensing her confusion.
She was slightly surprised. 'He can... cook?'
"You cooked for me when we were at the rental house, so why can’t I cook for you? If you don't like the taste, I'll learn and improve for the next time," he said. His peach blossom eyes were smiling at her as if they had never broken up and there were no painful memories.
They seemed to have gone back to the sweetest time they shared together.
Ling Yiran looked away uncomfortably, not wanting to meet his eyes.
His eyes seemed to have some magic power in them, setting off waves in her calm heart.
"Where are the servants? Why don't I see any other servants here?" she asked, looking for a topic.
Yi Jinli said, "There are no servants here. Of course, someone will come by regularly to replenish the fridge and clean the place, but you won't have much chance to see them. Just take it as there are only you and me here."
She was shocked.
He continued saying, "It's just me and you here, so you can look at me and consider when to fall in love with me again."
"I told you, it's impossible," she said.
She looked into his eyes to deny that she would fall in love with him again.
However, she could feel her heartbeat accelerating when she looked into his eyes. It was as if it was telling her his influence on her.
Ling Yiran lowered her head and ate.
His cooking was neither good nor bad, but others would be surprised to learn that she had the chance to eat the food prepared by Shen City's Young Master Yi himself!
Ling Yiran laughed at herself, never thinking that one day she could eat his cooking under such circumstances.
"What on earth is this place?" she could not help asking.
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