Ye Chen returned home with Su Wanyi, stomach growling.
Originally planning to fix some food at home, he was distressed to find that the fridge had almost nothing in it.
Perhaps due to exhaustion from the shopping trip, Su Wanyi collapsed onto the sofa.
"Honey, I feel like my feet aren't even mine anymore."
Ye Chen, with a face full of concern, took off Su Wanyi's shoes and gently massaged her feet.
After the massage, Su Wanyi felt a bit better.
"What do you want for dinner? Let's order delivery, we don't have much to cook with at home."
Ye Chen continued to massage as he spoke.
"I'm too tired, I don't feel like eating anything."
Su Wanyi waved her hand dismissively.
Ye Chen knew Su Wanyi seldom ate dinner to maintain her figure.
She could skip her meal, but Ye Chen, being a young man, felt terribly hungry after missing one.
"Alright then, I'll just order a little; join me if you feel like eating."
After speaking, Ye Chen took out his phone and opened the Dianping app.
