The humble dining room of the Yu Family was illuminated by twinkling candlelight, adding a touch of romance.
The table was set with four dishes and a soup, a harmonious mix of meat and vegetables, vibrant and aromatic.
Qin Hao sat in front of the dining table, staring at the dishes, his stomach growling quietly.
In the kitchen, Yu Dongling, wearing an apron and a blissful smile, was stir-frying a plate of vegetables.
Her busy figure exuded warmth, and just by glancing at it, Qin Hao felt a wave of happiness stirring within him.
Quickly, Yu Dongling came out with the vegetables, set the dishes nicely, and said with a slightly embarrassed look, "Qin Hao, I hope you don't mind the simplicity of the dishes..."
