Zhao Hongmei ate porridge and meat for breakfast.
Ever since she got together with Official Song, Zhao Hongmei had gotten used to the meat that appeared on the table from time to time.
However, seeing Official Song set down seven or eight more bowls of meat dishes this morning, Zhao Hongmei thought that he had specially cooked more for her birthday. She felt very sweet and happy in her heart.
Zhao Hongmei was now convinced of her charm. Otherwise, why would Official Song treat her so well?
Zhao Hongmei had a good appetite early in the morning and really ate a lot of meat. When she wasn't paying attention, Song Zhongsheng's strange gaze fell on her mouth as she chewed the meat with relish, and a sinister and smug expression flashed across his face.
Song Zhongsheng asked cryptically, "Hongmei, was the meat this morning especially fresh and delicious?"
