"Really? But..." Lu Yinfeng hesitated, her joy giving way to uncertainty.
Song Yuan immediately said, "It's okay to have it just this once. Even people who are managing their figures indulge occasionally, let alone you being pregnant?"
"Besides, I made this fried chicken myself, it's healthier than the stuff you buy outside."
With her cravings triggered by Song Yuan's words, Lu Yinfeng gladly agreed.
"Fine, since Mo Nanze isn't here, let's treat it as a day off!"
Seeing Lu Yinfeng getting a bit too excited, Song Yuan secretly sneered to herself.
Easy to fool.
Successful men, they like a sweet and innocent woman.
Nearing evening, the tantalizing fried chicken was ready.
Song Yuan made a large platter and mixed a variety of sauces to pour over the chicken.
Lu Yinfeng had already prepared some ice-cold cola and, unable to wait despite the heat, grabbed a chicken leg and started gnawing on it eagerly.