Ruan Qi felt the man's thoughtfulness and her heart warmed. She took the soup cup from Xi Jiu's hand, scooted over, and patted the sofa: "Jiujiu, come up and sit, let's drink soup together!"
Chef Chen of the Xi Family is a master at making traditional Chinese food, especially this sweet pear soup. Xi Jiu inherited his skills, and the soup he made was excellent. Ruan Qi couldn't stop drinking it.
The two of them took turns drinking, finishing the pear soup.
After they finished the soup, Xi Jiu took out the dishes from the food box.
There were four dishes in total, all Ruan Qi's favorites. Ruan Qi tasted a bite; the flavor was rich and authentic, so delicious it made her want to cry.
The young girl, who hadn't had Chinese food for almost half a month, devoured all four dishes like a whirlwind.
After finishing the meal, Xi Jiu took out the sliced fruit from the bottom layer of the food box, inserted a small fork, and fed it to Ruan Qi's mouth.
