The Divorcing Crisis (2)

"What good news?" Huo Mian was curious.

"I'll tell you later. Eat first." Wei Dong played coy.

With a closer look, Wei Dong was now an entirely different man compared to the unfortunate one she first met.

Donning a clean white shirt, he was glowing from within.

Just then, Wei Dong's mother came out of the kitchen with plates of food. "Alright, we can start eating. Dong, bring Mian a bowl and a pair of chopsticks!"

"Right."

The mother-and-son duo went in and out of the kitchen, preparing for the meal. After the dishes were all on the table, the three of them took their seats around it.

Huo Mian glanced at the table; there weren't many dishes, only four.

There was one plate of braised carp, one plate of garlic-meat stir fry, one plate of tiger-skin green pepper, and finally, one plate of tomato-stewed beef brisket.

Although the food was ordinary homemade cuisine, it smelled delicious and was incredibly authentic.