Seeing her complexion indeed improved, Li Yuan curved his lips into a smile.
Dinner was very pleasant, and for Xia Ximeng, it was a rare occasion.
Looking at the couple in front of her and thinking about how little time she had left, yet being able to enjoy such a meal, Xia Ximeng felt a long-forgotten sense of satisfaction.
The ringing of a phone suddenly broke the silence among the three dining together.
Xia Ximeng glanced at the phone, finding it was her husband Li Xiangyang calling.
"Hello?"
"Ximeng, where are you?"
"At Yuanyuan's villa."
"Why have you two been staying there all the time? Not coming back for dinner either?" These days, Li Xiangyang was puzzled that his wife had dinner outside frequently.
"Not coming back to eat. Yuanyuan is quite busy, so I've been at the villa cooking for him these days."
