Ling Jiao took the tissue and wiped her tears, looking at Fu Shiqin sitting opposite her in disbelief.

He made it all sound so easy, yet he had no idea how shocking it was for her to actually do it all.

That shop has been closed for many years. She had inquired about where the person who opened it had gone, but she couldn't find him.

He not only found the people, but also learned how to make wontons from them.

To others, it might just be an ordinary bowl of wontons, but to her, it is the warmest and most beautiful memory of being with her only family member when she was young.

Why...why would you do such a thing?

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat it?" Fu Shiqin's handsome face lit up with a heartwarming smile.

Ling Jiao paused for a moment, then lowered her head and continued eating the wontons in her bowl.

That familiar taste from her memory is something she's cherished for so many years.

She thought she would never have the chance to eat it again, just as she would never see her deceased grandfather again.

Unexpectedly, someone brought that flavor back to her.

Fu Shiqin watched her eat with relish before picking up his spoon and starting to eat himself.

It seems that she prefers this bowl of the cheapest wontons to the cars, jewelry and flowers she received before.

Ling Jiao not only ate all the wontons, but also drank all the soup without leaving a drop.

Only after finishing all the food did he slap his forehead in frustration.

"Oh no, I need to control my body fat percentage lately."

"Having this meal shouldn't have much of an impact," Fu Shiqin said, taking a sip of wonton soup. "What are you doing this afternoon? Still memorizing lines?"

Ling Jiao shook her head, "I need to go out and buy some daily necessities, as well as a thick down jacket and hand warmers. It's very cold when filming night scenes."

“Let’s go together, the clothes I brought are wet too,” Fu Shiqin said.

Ling Jiao did not object. She got up, put on some light makeup, and then got ready to go out.

After finishing his wontons, Fu Shiqin called room service to tidy up his things and then went out with her.

Since celebrities often frequent the film studio, most people here are used to it.

Ling Jiao simply wore a hat. Occasionally, people would glance at the two of them together, but no one was too excited to come over for photos or autographs.

Here, you basically don't experience the treatment of being a star.

The two went to the mall to buy down jackets. After trying on several, Ling Jiao chose a mid-length military green down jacket.

"I'll take this one."

Seeing that she had made her choice, Fu Shiqin pointed to another men's down jacket in the same color scheme.

"Then I'll take this one."

Upon hearing this, the sales assistant immediately said with delight.

"Our store offers a 15% discount on couple's items, so it's much cheaper if you buy together."

Ling Jiao looked at Fu Shiqin strangely, "Do you really have to buy that one?"

“Didn’t I already say that buying together will save you a lot?” Fu Shiqin said.

Ling Jiao's lips twitched slightly. "She usually spends tens or hundreds of thousands without batting an eye, but now she's trying to save a thousand or eight hundred on clothes?"

She didn't object too much and took out her wallet to pay.

However, Fu Shiqin handed his credit card to the clerk before she could.

"Please, it's embarrassing for a man to go shopping with a woman and expect the woman to pay."

Ling Jiao didn't insist and let him pay first, planning to return his share later.

"I've bought the clothes, let's go to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities and then go home."

Fu Shiqin paid the bill, picked up the items, and then went with her to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities and snacks.

Along the way, they bought two street snacks. Fu Shiqin carried the goods, while Ling Jiao carried the food, and they ate as they walked.

He noticed that Fu Shiqin had been watching for several years, so he stopped and asked.

"Would you like something to eat?"

"Yes, I want to," Fu Shiqin said, leaning closer and opening his mouth to wait for her to feed him.

Ling Jiao looked at the two hands carrying the things, then brought them to his mouth and fed him a bite.

"How about it?"

Fu Shiqin nodded repeatedly, "Delicious."

It tasted especially good because she fed it to me.