No, that's not right, Sang Mo was just his fake girlfriend.
He had to come up with a way to make it official.
With that thought, Qin Jianyang hurriedly made his way around Gu Yu and left.
This guy...
Gu Yu watched his retreating figure with a sense of helplessness, completely unable to figure out what he was plotting.
Another night after Sang Mo had worked overtime.
Qin Jianyang sat at the back of the restaurant table, watching Sang Mo happily taste the new dish he had learned to cook, hesitated for a long time, and finally called out to her, "Sang Mo."
"Hmm??" Sang Mo sounded casually in response.
"How's the food today?"
"Um um, it's particularly delicious!" Sang Mo nodded enthusiastically, complimenting his cooking skill, "I never expected Mr. Qin's cooking to get better and better."
"Well, then... would you like to eat my cooking every day?"
