When he knew that Fu Xin wanted to eat the grilled fish, Jiang Yi had already instructed his assistant to buy the ingredients for the barbecue on the street. Now, he had already placed the fish on the grill and roasted it until it had a little fragrance. If his wife wanted to eat it, how could she wait for it? He was about to turn the fish to prevent it from burning and affecting the taste. Unexpectedly, he looked up at the screen inadvertently and saw these words.
His fingers trembled, and the scenes from back then automatically appeared in his mind. His ears immediately turned red.