"Okay, okay, Rourou, one of these days we should also cultivate our feelings with eye contact," Mu Chuyang said, nudging Yan Yirou next to him with his elbow.
Yan Yirou directly rolled her eyes at him.
"Alright, alright, come on, let's toast to Wanxia's return!" Kang Xiaolan called out loudly.
"Cheers..." Everyone lifted their glasses simultaneously.
After putting down the glass, Su Wanxia felt a complicated mix of emotions. She really had wasted too much time. Although she loved Mu Yingchen, the days she actually spent by his side were far too few. They were always parting and reuniting. If their hearts hadn't been so resolute, their love would have turned into bubbles long ago.
And him—he really made her heart ache, ache for his persistence, his fidelity, his love for her!
"Eat more..." While she was lost in her thoughts with her head down, a shiny plate appeared in front of her with a piece of spare rib on it.