Chapter 322: 321 No Malice_1

Cheng Cunzheng felt that Zhao Ruolan's words were reasonable, but he couldn't swallow his pride all at once, and said, "You must be upset because Yueyue said the takeout is tastier than your cooking, right?"

Zhao Ruolan really thought she had been blind in her youth to fall for such an emotionally unintelligent guy, "Yueyue said the takeout is tastier than my cooking to keep me from worrying, to make me think she's doing well outside, how can you... how can you be so dumb, not understanding anything?"

As a university teacher, Cheng Cunzheng snorted discontentedly and spread out the newspaper, switching the position of his crossed legs, "As if you're the only one who understands!"

Cheng Weiyue had already turned back the moment the two of them mentioned the takeout; she eavesdropped on the conversation of the elderly couple from a corner, feeling a warmth in her heart.

Isn't the best kind of simple happiness having family sitting around in the warm glow of lamplight?