The next morning, Ning Wei woke up quite early and put on the strawberry-patterned sweater that Qing Ke had personally knitted for her before helping Qing Ke prepare a meal. The atmosphere in the kitchen was especially harmonious. Qing Ke was the head chef while Ning Wei was the assistant. They called Ling Shuang and Fu Ming Shi to join them later for dinner. Naturally, they wanted to do their best to feed their guests.
Ling Shuang confirmed that she will be coming. As for Fu Ming Shi… Qing Ke had invited him personally. Whether he would show up or not was something that they did not know.
"Xiao Wei."
"Hmm?" Ning Wei was in the middle of cutting some carrots when she heard Qing Ke call her name.
"We're almost out of soy sauce," Qing Ke said. "I don't think we'll have enough to prepare the chicken." Qing Ke hesitated. "Is it alright if you go out and get some?"
