In the evening, Huo Shaohua returned to the villa and walked into the living room, smelling the aroma of food.
He stopped in his tracks, suddenly recalling the days when he and Tian Xingyun lived in the villa.
Coming home after work, he would walk into the house and smell the fragrance of meals, she would prepare breakfast for him every day.
Those days were simple, yet they were happier than now.
Song Yi heard the sound of the door opening and happily walked out of the kitchen.
"You're back." She ran up to Huo Shaohua, smiling joyfully.
She was very happy because she had learned to make a soup today.
"Yeah." Huo Shaohua was slightly stunned and came back to his senses to respond.
"Shaohua, I learned to make a dish today, you should try it later."
"Sure." Huo Shaohua nodded.
"Go shower quickly, you can eat after you come down."
"Okay." Huo Shaohua nodded and headed upstairs.
Song Yi watched him go upstairs, then turned to walk into the dining room to start setting up.
