After waking up at noon, Nancy radiantly held Ding Guogong’s arm and happily went to Rong Xitang for lunch with Mrs. Xie.
The lunch dishes are rich and exquisite, which makes the index finger move.
Twenty-eight years later, she can finally have dinner with her son at the same table. Mrs. Xie is very excited, and her eyes are full of joy. She personally gives Xie Heng a dish.
“Aheng, this crispy roast duck is the chef’s specialty, you try it.”
Ding Guo Gong is more restrained, but his eyes also show joy.
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