"Uh, okay."
Fang Zong was too lazy to choose, so he found a decent shop, changed into a different outfit, and then took a stroll around Ocean Park.
Walking through the underwater tunnel, there are some thrilling rides and entertainment shows, but for Fang Zong, such thrills are nothing.
Fang Zong didn't care and strolled leisurely with the crowd.
I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time.
After a day of playing, evening soon arrived, and Shui Youyou suggested, "How about I cook for you?"
"What?"
Shui Youyou was a little embarrassed: "My younger brother should be home from school by now, I think..."
"Then let's try your cooking." Fang Zong didn't mind making things convenient for others.
If you're tired of eating out, why not have some home-cooked meals?
Shui Youyou drove the car to the suburbs, which was relatively remote. Although it was close to the Yang family's mansion, it was by no means a high-end community.
Fang Zong saw that it was an old building. Going up to the third floor, he found Shui Youyou's home.
The staircase was quite dilapidated, and a little boy with snot running down his face stood at the entrance of the building.
There was another very handsome young man. Although his clothes were simple, Fang Zong had touched a skill book on luxury goods appraisal and could tell at a glance that it was a handmade product by an Italian master craftsman.
"A modern Cinderella and prince story?" Fang Zong teased from inside the car.
"No, that's not true. He's my younger brother's teacher. He should be making a home visit."
Shui Youyou and Fang Zong had become familiar with each other. She blushed, pulled off the rubber band that tied her ponytail and put it in the car, then got out to pack the ingredients.
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