Yunyi smiled and nodded at Lu Licheng as a greeting.
Seeing that Huo Jiayuan wasn't paying attention to this side, she gestured a thumbs-up to him and mouthed the word, "Good luck."
It wasn't hard to guess that this man was here for Huo Jiayuan; after all, the look in one's eyes never lies.
Lu Licheng didn't expect Huo Jingrui's fiancée to be so interesting: "Thank you."
Lu Licheng knew how Huo Jiayuan was in the compound. Watching her skillfully cook noodles, add water, and fish them out, he felt an inexplicable pang of heartache. If it weren't for that damned Du Shujian, this girl wouldn't have been forced to grow up.
After all, the whole compound knew Aunt Huo had no talent for cooking, and Huo Jiayuan had never entered the kitchen since she was young, fearing she might have inherited her mother's lack of culinary skills.
Yet, after experiencing Du Shujian's betrayal, this girl had grown astonishingly in a short period.
