When Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran arrived, Chen Bin had already prepared the ingredients.
Li Qian, who just got home too, found it hard to believe when she heard from her husband that Qin Mu was going to compete in cooking skills with Mo Xiuchen. She knew that beneath Qin Mu's aloof demeanour, her cousin possessed an occasional childishness.
In Li Qian's eyes, however, Mo Xiuchen was the type of man who genuinely exuded a cold and noble charisma. She couldn't envision him competing in a cooking contest with Qin Mu.
Seeing both of them appear in her home, she finally took her husband's words seriously and pulled Wen Ran to sit on the living room sofa, filled with joy. "Ranran, I couldn't believe they were really going to have a cooking competition when I first heard about it. But, this is a matter between them men, you don't have to go into the kitchen and smell the oily smoke. Let's just sit here, chat, snack, and wait for dinner, acting as lofty judges."
