Huo Ye felt extremely bitter.
He truly disgusted her to this extent.
"Okay, I promise you."
He tried to control his temper and learn to be calm.
Seeing that he only took one bite and didn't move, Yun Lian knew that his cooking skills were very poor.
Yun Lian pushed over another plate of untouched steamed dumplings.
"If you can't finish, eat some with me."
Huo Ye's eyes lit up instantly, and he took it.
Steamed dumplings are fragrant but not greasy. They are not large in size, but they are filled with a lot of meat and even have soup inside.
Compared to the breakfasts he made, the difference was immediately apparent.
After finishing breakfast, Huo Ye followed Yun Lian to the flower shop and learned why she was unwilling to return to the Huo family.
In the Huo family, aside from enjoying her daily life, she had almost no one to talk to.
At the flower shop, customers coming and going, as well as neighbors, would greet her, and shop owners nearby would share their delicious fruit with her.
She smiled more in a single day at the flower shop than they had ever seen in all the time they had known each other.
It was only today that Huo Ye realized she was very skillful and had excellent taste; ordinary flowers could always be transformed into exquisite and meaningful bouquets in her hands.
It seems that every flower is given new life in her hands.
They are delivered to the selected customers, fulfilling their unique mission.
Yun Lian is like a little sun, warming everyone, whether they are familiar with her or strangers.
You can chat with people from all over the country, and everyone who leaves the flower shop is happy.
As the flower shop was about to close, Huo Ye approached Yun Lian.
"Could you wrap a bouquet of roses for me?"
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