Ye Chen walked while talking on the phone, ignoring Zhang Xu.
Watching Ye Chen's back, Zhang Xu was so angry he could grind his teeth.
After a while, Song Xiaoxiao found Ye Chen and said to him, "Ye Chen, guess what I brought you?"
"What could you possibly bring me?" Ye Chen glanced at the girl in front of him.
"Look, a love breakfast." Song Xiaoxiao excitedly handed a pink lunch box in front of Ye Chen.
"I bet it's culinary disaster," Ye Chen said nonchalantly.
But when Song Xiaoxiao opened the lunch box, Ye Chen was stunned. The food inside was so exquisitely made, it was clear a lot of effort was put into it.
Not to mention the taste for now, it looked very appealing.
"How is it, surprised? This is the first time I've cooked, am I talented or what?" Song Xiaoxiao said proudly.
This time, Ye Chen noticed the band-aid wrapped around the girl's hand, clearly a cooking injury.
Looking at the girl's hands, he asked with some concern, "Does it hurt?"
