"Look at the mess you've made, you've ruined the new clothes I just bought."
Although Yan Su had calmed down and was even a little happy, she still put on a stern face to dredge up old grievances.
Han Zibin took her extended hand and placed a hot kiss on it, "Actually, I lied to you. There's no plum sauce steamed ribs tonight, I made it just for you."
Yan Su was pleased, yet she pretended to scold him, "Then why did you lure me out here? I didn't even get to taste what it's like."
"I made two servings. The one I brought out is the normal flavor, while yours is half-sweet. Eat less later, save some room in your stomach, and wait for me to get off work so we can eat together."
Yan Su nodded, her eyebrows and eyes finally revealing a hint of sweetness.
...
Before the Spring Festival, Yan Jing hosted a banquet at the Tang Palace Banquet for Shen Mingzhu.
Besides Yan Jing herself, Yan Su and Zhuang Xueqi were also present.