"We should go back now." With that, Huo Yanting took the lead and left.
She quickly caught up with him and asked, "Going back already? It's still early, isn't it?"
"You want to stay here?" Huo Yanting asked, tilting his head.
Su Miao shook her head. What was she doing staying here? He was the one who brought her here. He'd already left, so what was she doing here?
"No."
"That settles it then, let's go." Huo Yanting turned and left.
Su Miao had no choice but to leave with Huo Yanting.
Huo Yanting drove home. Su Miao hadn't eaten much, and Huo Yanting had only drunk a few glasses of red wine at the dinner party, so he was feeling a bit hungry.
"Shall we cook some noodles?" Huo Yanting called to Su Miao.
"Huh? You're hungry?" Su Miao was actually hungry too.
"Yes, I didn't eat anything at the banquet." Huo Yanting loosened his tie and took off his suit jacket, tossing it onto the sofa.
"Okay. Wait a moment." Su Miao said and went to the kitchen.
The two returned a bit late, so Aunt Liu was already asleep. Now that they wanted a late-night snack, Su Miao didn't want to trouble Aunt Liu, so she went to the kitchen herself.
Huo Yanting went back to his bedroom to take a shower, then went downstairs and saw Su Miao making noodles with some vegetables on the cutting board.
Huo Yanting leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching the young woman busy inside.
I felt a wave of relief.
Perhaps this is what peace of mind is.
Su Miao cooked the noodles, then added the greens, and soon two bowls of fragrant noodles were ready.
Huo Yanting straightened up and went to get two bowls of noodles. Seeing that the noodles had been taken away, Su Miao took two pairs of chopsticks and followed Huo Yanting into the restaurant.
The two ate noodles facing each other.
Su Miao's noodles tasted great; they were smooth and had a wonderful texture.
In fact, Su Miao rarely cooks at home; it's usually Liu Ma who does the cooking. Liu Ma's culinary skills are comparable to a master chef, so Su Miao has always been inferior. She doesn't know if the taste will suit Huo Yanting's palate.
So when Huo Yanting took a bite of noodles, Su Miao looked at him somewhat nervously, "How is it? Is it alright? Is it too bland or too salty?"
Huo Yanting looked at Su Miao's expectant yet apprehensive eyes and smiled slightly. "Not too bland, not too salty, just right."
It was just right.
Su Miao felt relieved and joined in eating noodles.
Hmm, her cooking skills are pretty good.
At least she could get a big shot like Huo Yanting to eat her food. Su Miao remembered that the first time she made a dish, Huo Yanting didn't even touch it!
After finishing their noodles, Huo Yanting went upstairs to his study to handle some work, while Su Miao washed the dishes, returned to her bedroom, and after washing up, sat on the bed scrolling through her phone.
She logged into the pen name account that Fu Mushan had previously taken. The cover of the book "The First Abandoned Concubine" had been changed to a still from the TV series, showing Meng Qianwei and Lin Ze embracing.
Both of them are very good-looking, and the sight of them together is quite pleasing to the eye.
There were many comments below, most of which asked her when she would start a new story and how she was feeling. Some also apologized to her for trusting the wrong person.
Su Miao knew these readers were unaware of the situation, so she didn't blame them. Seeing their genuine desire for her return, Su Miao felt gratified and commented, "Your return will be soon."
With just a single sentence, a few simple words, someone quickly replied, "Ahhh, the author replied to me!"
'Mysterious Master, you've finally shown up! We thought you'd never come back.'
"Yes, dear author, we'll definitely watch 'The First Abandoned Concubine' when it airs, for you and for such a wonderful production!"
"Don't overthink it, Dad, you'll do even better in the future!"
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