In the past, at home, he would hire top-notch chefs to cook for her, yet she didn't eat this much.
Perhaps, that's the difference between people.
She came from a humble background, and he shouldn't have treated her so extravagantly.
Letting her get used to the ordinary, and giving her the ordinary, was the best protection for her.
Su Yan ate a few more skewers, with many images flashing through her mind, almost all related to Shen Chizheng.
Revisiting old places, but the lost memories and past happiness are probably things she'll never recover.
The originally aromatic skewers, when chewed, inexplicably tasted somewhat bitter.
Su Yan's eyes slightly welled up as she swallowed the last bite, trying hard to suppress the lump in her throat.
"I'm full." She grabbed two napkins to wipe her mouth, "Aren't you really eating?"
"No." Gu Chaohan stood up, "Let's go home."
In this messy place, he didn't want to stay a minute longer.
