Like her daughter, she wasn't the evil woman as Sam had conjured her up in her mind. But she was wary of all these new people and kept them at an emotional distance.
"No, actually, most of the food here is pretty familiar. My mother cooks a decent oriental meal. I believe she learnt it right after marriage because Mr… I mean, my father preferred Chinese food over the English fare," she answered with a studied casual air.
It was good to see her father, Li Yichen redden with guilt, or at least she hoped that it was guilt. For all that her mother did for him, he hadn't taken long to move on and away from her.
Everyone looked at Irene in surprise.
She shook her head and replied in plain honesty, "the most that I can cook are dim sums and noodles with a couple of side dishes. Those cannot be compared to the delicious spread here."
