Money Doesn't Matter

Chuchu was just teasing him, but she didn't expect him to react like this.

She was dumbfounded, but then, she laughed out loud.

"Da Lang, you are feeling guilty, right?"

Xie Heng now realized that Chuchu was making fun of him.

He calmed down.

"No, I'm falling in love." He fixed his eyes on Chuchu.

Zhao Chuchu was speechless.

How did he react so quickly?

"It's getting late. It's cool in the mountains at night. Cover yourself up, so you won't catch a cold. If there's nothing else, I'll go out first."

"I'm a little hungry."

Chuchu looked at him helplessly.

"We have rice noodles at home. Do you want to stew or stir-fry it?"

"Stew it with fried eggs."

"Okay, wait a moment. I'll cook it right now."

"Thank you, Da Lang."

Chuchu gave a response with a dimpled grin.

Xie Heng pursed his lips and smiled. He then turned around and walked out.