"Little Yueyue, you don't mean to cook for me yourself, do you?"
Ye Xuan said with a face full of surprise, seeing Xu Lingyue holding a spatula.
"Of course! You cured my grandfather, and I didn't know how to thank you, so I'm going to cook a feast myself. Ye Xuan, didn't you say before that you wanted me to treat you to a meal? You haven't forgotten, have you?"
Without noticing Ye Xuan's strange tone, Xu Lingyue swung the spatula proudly.
"Actually, you don't need to go to so much trouble. You could just take me to any restaurant outside," Ye Xuan said with a slight cough and an embarrassed smile.
"That's not acceptable! That's too casual and doesn't show my sincerity. Isn't that rather perfunctory?"
Xu Lingyue replied seriously.
"I'd rather you be perfunctory with me than this..."
Ye Xuan muttered, feeling amused and helpless.
