A promise is a lifetime, a lifetime.

"Alright, let's have a good meal." Said Ling Chuxi in agreement.

Soon, meixiu had prepared a table full of dishes. The dishes looked, smelled, and were definitely not inferior to the ten fragrance brothel. Although there was still some sadness of parting, Ling Chuxi and meixiu were both open-minded people and never sought trouble for themselves. Very quickly, they threw that trace of sadness to the back of their minds and savored the meal.

"Senior Sister Ling, I'll take my leave first. When I'm not around, you have to take good care of yourself." After the meal, they cleaned up the dishes and meixiu bade Ling Chuxi farewell.

There was nothing much during the meal, but now that it was the last moment of sharing, meixiu could no longer hold back her emotions as she thought of the little things she had spent with Ling Chuxi. She threw herself into Ling Chuxi's arms and said with a choked voice.