Ning Meiling will never take the belief in Li Xue's culinary adroitness, even if it meant her to stake her last life. How could she bring herself to believe that a newbie chef, who has never been to any culinary art school, let alone has never studied or experienced anything better regarding the field could be better than her? A high qualification holder. There was simply no way for her to accept that.
It was not her flaw, rather an inbuilt human perception present in everyone's thoughts. A perception, where they simply couldn't bring themselves to accept others better than themselves, after knowing that the one at the front has not strived as much as them.
But could anyone even determine anyone's hard work? After all, hard work never had any measure on a scale where one could compare oneself with others.
Ning Meiling's hands balled up at her side as she aggravatedly looked at Li Xue's confidence in front.
