Su Li felt that she had never truly understood Wei Chengfeng from beginning to end. She had seen the gentle and considerate Wei Chengfeng before, but it was the first time she had seen him lower his head to do these things to coax her after the two had been angry with each other.
Could she consider this as him admitting his mistake to her?
If it really was so, then today she had certainly gained some insight.
She pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up some noodles for a taste, and Wei Chengfeng sat down opposite her, almost eagerly asking, "How is it?"
Su Li nodded her head and gave a fair assessment, "It's cooked."
Those two words had already rated Wei Chengfeng's cooking skills. The things he made were cooked, but don't ask how they tasted.
Wei Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Alright, if it tastes bad, don't eat it. I'll go out and buy some instead."
