Early in the morning, Gong Ruini was pushing Zhao Xuran to go out for a wander.
You should know that the place they were going to today was Gong Ruini's most desired destination, and she even prepared lunch specially.
Looking at the large bags in Gong Ruini's hands, Zhao Guangran felt guilty, "Sister-in-law, you see, you've come all the way to the United Kingdom, and I haven't been able to properly entertain you."
"I really feel all sorts of distressed." His face was increasingly apologetic.
Feigning innocence, Gong Ruini slapped Zhao Guangran's face away, "Don't want to see you."
"Uh, but really..." Zhao Guangran was a bit awkward too, "It's not like we haven't had authentic Chinese food in ages."
"Our skills are really just limited to a few dishes, no matter how well we cook, it's tiring to eat them constantly."
"Actually, it was Gong Jiaming, that kid, who came up with the idea." Zhao Guangran kept apologizing to Gong Jiaming in his heart.
