Only then was she certain it wasn't a dream. Everything was real. Xiang Yimo had left a note saying he would join her for dinner, and even made porridge for her before heading out to the company early in the morning!
The Yimo from before seemed to have returned!
Although she was disappointed not to see Xiang Yimo upon waking up, the note and the porridge he personally cooked brought her indescribable joy!
Zhong Lingling entered the dining room and sat down at the table, where Xiaobing quickly served her a bowl of hot porridge.
Zhong Lingling took the spoon Xiaobing handed her and asked, "Is this really made by the young master? You're not fooling me, are you?"
"Of course, it was made by the young master. How could I possibly deceive the young madam!" Xiaobing felt a mix of wanting to laugh and a pinch of heartache.
The young master had made just a bowl of porridge, yet it brought such happiness to the young madam.
