The young girl's conversation was poised and confident, easily garnering affection.
Sister Zhao's smile grew even more enthusiastic, as she made room next to her: "Young lady, sit here."
Shen You'an obediently sat down, with Zhang Jian seated opposite her.
Shen You'an opened the lunchbox, revealing four dishes and a soup.
Steamed bass, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, mushroom vegetarian abalone, celery shrimp stir-fry, and carrot pork knuckle goji berry soup.
Not only were they nutritious and delicious, but the colorful arrangement also lifted one's mood.
"Young lady, did you make all this?"
Shen You'an picked up a disposable bowl, smiling as she served a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Sister Zhao.
"Try it first before you comment."
The aroma was so enticing that Sister Zhao didn't hold back, lifting it up and taking a sip.
"Mmm, so good, eh? This taste is a bit familiar."
