Shen Lu was very pleased.
No one dislikes a compliment, and she was no exception.
"You worked hard for it, too." Shen Lu set up the small table. "I didn't make steamed egg with clams tonight."
Hearing this, Fu Cheng felt a little disappointed.
If Shen Lu hadn't said yesterday that she would make him steamed egg with clams again, he wouldn't have been so expectant.
Still, he wouldn't blame her for not making it. He was just a tad disappointed.
"I made steamed egg with shrimp instead. This is delicious, too."
Shen Lu placed the food tray on the small table. Fu Cheng's eyes were immediately drawn to the bright yellow steamed egg. The tender, smooth surface was dotted with several pinkish-orange shrimp, a sprinkle of fragrant green onions, and a few drops of soy sauce for seasoning.
Fu Cheng's sunken spirits instantly soared. His right eye was fixed on Shen Lu, filled with an indescribable joy.
