Yin Mo was cooking for the first time and lacked absolute confidence in her seasoning. However, she looked forward to her boyfriend’s feedback; regardless of whether it tasted good or bad, she was prepared to accept it happily.
Gu Jiangsu finished the sweet and sour ribs in his mouth, set down his chopsticks, and grabbed Yin Mo’s hand with eyes brimming with tears, speaking a white lie for the first time.
"Momo, it’s delicious, really."
Chapter 113