He Haotian lazily tapped his fingers at the table, waiting for Lu Xinyi to serve the three dishes she recreated. Lu Xinyi's face might resemble her mother's, but her attitude was more like her father's. He Haotian thought how silly fate was for bringing her to this town, letting him meet the child of his long-deceased best friend.
If Lu Sibai didn't suffer from that kitchen accident, he should have conquered the culinary world by now. With his absolute tongue and cooking techniques, there were endless possibilities and doors waiting for him to open.
He would be damned if he would just turn his back at Lu Xinyi without helping her achieve her goals. Just like her father, she inherited the same tongue that the gourmets would fight for. If he couldn't train her to achieve the pinnacle of her potential, then all of his hard work throughout the years would be deemed useless.
Then, the door slid open, revealing Lu Xinyi with Shen Yi following behind her.
