C44 I Can't Speak Without Thinking

Upon hearing Xu Fengqiu's consent, Ding Dewang was overjoyed.

He eagerly took the gift box from Yao Na and made his way to the kitchen with a spring in his step.

"Just a moment, everyone. I'll have the White Truffle prepared in no time!"

Zhou Hui's gaze lingered on Ding Dewang, her heart aching. To her, the White Truffle's identity was irrelevant; its $6,000 price tag was all that mattered