Egg Fried Rice in the Cold Winter That Year

In the year of my purest love, I fried egg fried rice at a street stall for a month. Just to pursue a poor student. My good friends all teased me: "The dignified eldest son of the Zhao family actually deigned to set up a street stall for a girl." After my fierce pursuit, she became my girlfriend. Later, my family went bankrupt and I went from being a rich second generation to having a negative second mortgage. I broke up with her immediately, "I just had fun with you, now I want to go back and get married." After years of hard work, she became the CEO of a leading company. When we met again, I put on my yellow vest and handed the takeaway egg fried rice to her. I pretended to be humorous to hide my embarrassment: "I wish you a pleasant meal and please give me a good review." She spoke with stern eyes: "This time it's my turn to ask, I like you, can you date me?