When Xiang Yimo saw Zhong Lingling run out to greet him upon hearing he returned, he was both astonished and extremely happy.
He gently crouched down and hugged Zhong Lingling!
The Jingxiang Pavilion had been cold every day lately, and today was the first time Zhong Lingling cooked voluntarily after her disfigurement, so Xiang Yimo was naturally overjoyed.
"Hey, what are you holding in your hand?" Zhong Lingling noticed the gift box in Xiang Yimo's hand.
Xiang Yimo smiled but said nothing, holding Zhong Lingling's hand instead.
He placed the gift on the dining table, and then the two of them walked hand in hand into the kitchen.
Together they brought the prepared dishes to the dining room, one by one.
"Yimo, maybe you can eat here, and I'll go to the rooftop to eat today!" Zhong Lingling bit her lip.
Though she had opened up somewhat, she was still reluctant to remove the scarf and face Xiang Yimo while dining.
