When the waiter delivered the dishes, Pei Qingfeng was still absent from the meeting and Bai Luochu’s face fell as she stared blankly at the poached chicken. After a long time, she raised her chopsticks and started picking at the dishes she liked.

“What’s wrong? Are the dishes not to your liking?” Pei Rumo looked at Bai Luochu who was picking at her food and thought that the chef had messed up. He raised his chopsticks to try some of the dishes personally.

“Nothing’s wrong… it tastes the same as before. Didn’t you like the food the last time we came?” Pei Rumo was a regular customer and would usually carry out his meetings...