Ye Mohan watched her departing figure, his smile growing even brighter, before turning around and following Jian Yixue downstairs.

When Jian Yixue arrived at the restaurant, several impressive-looking dishes of Chinese cuisine were already laid out, which warmed her heart.

Being able to eat hometown dishes in this foreign land shows that Ye Mohan has put in a lot of effort.

When Ye Mohan came downstairs, he saw Jian Yixue staring blankly and walked over. "Not to your liking? What would you like to eat? Have someone make it."

Jian Yixue shook her head with a smile, "No, it's just that seeing hometown dishes made me miss Aunt Lin's cooking."

Ye Mohan paused for a second upon hearing Jian Yixue's words, then sat down next to her. "We'll be able to go back soon."

Jian Yixue was taken aback at first, then frowned, "Is the matter resolved?"

After saying that, she realized she had said too much and was afraid that Ye Mohan would misunderstand that she was interfering with his work, so she explained, "I just asked casually, I didn't mean anything by it."

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I should be able to return to China in three days."

Ye Mohan picked up the bowl in front of Jian Yixue, ladled some soup for her, and handed it to her, saying, "Drink some soup to nourish your body; you're too thin."

Jian Yixue took the soup and glanced at Ye Mohan, who was standing close by. Seeing that he was really not angry, she felt relieved.

At this moment, Jian Yixue realized that Ye Mohan had actually sat down next to her, and she was pleasantly surprised.

"Drink it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Seeing that Jian Yixue was holding the bowl for a long time without using her spoon, Ye Mohan reminded her.

"Okay, I'll drink it right away."

Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue happily picked up her spoon and began to drink.