An hour later, An Ruoxue walked into the living room with a sullen face, carrying the freshly cooked meal. She had prepared a lavish dinner: salt and pepper prawns, stir-fried beef, sautéed broccoli, and a bowl of fish soup, white and tender, looking as smooth and delicate as milk.
"Is this the braised pork with garlic sprouts?"
Rong Che, who had been sitting at the dining table for ages like a lord, waiting for his dinner, pointed to a plate of braised pork with garlic sprouts that looked quite appetizing.
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