Hansa's single apartment.

Song Yan opened the refrigerator and looked at the vegetables and all kinds of meat stuffed in the refrigerator. He could not help looking at Miss Hansa: "Mr. Han, how did you buy so many dishes? Can you finish it?"

"You can't finish today, tomorrow... You can eat it again tomorrow." Hansa's face was slightly embarrassed. Since she had eaten the dishes made by Song Yan and eaten other meals, she had the feeling of swallowing chaff. So she thought about buying more dishes, letting Song Yan do more, freezing up after eating, and waiting for the next meal.

"That's a good idea." Song Yan smiled and...