Lin Yiqian must have gotten used to being neglected. Therefore, she found this romantic even though it was a simple act of eating lunch with Gu Nianshen at a run-down stall that sold dumplings.
This was their first time going on a lunch date on their own.
Lin Yiqian seemed to be in a great mood as she rested her chin on her palms as she looked at Gu Nianshen.
She was even gently tapping her face with her fingers.
All of a sudden, she saw a huge pot near the cashier. There seemed to be a pulp of sorts in the pot that looked like red bean paste.
"What's that?" She asked the owner of the stall.
"It's bean paste. My wife had recently learned how to make it. It tastes amazing. I'll let you try a bowl of it for free," he said as he looked over at the pot.
"Xiao Mei, please bring Yiqian a bowl of bean paste," he called out to his wife.
Not long after, Lin Yiqian was presented with a hot bowl of bean paste that smelled very appetizing.