Not long after, Lu Moqing came over with two plates of fragrant, pan-fried steaks, the corners of his eyes crinkling with a smile.
"Give it a taste."
Qiao Xu looked at the beautifully arranged Western-style breakfast in front of her, the colors and presentation appetizing.
Although she didn't know how it would taste, the presentation was certainly impressive.
Looking at the expectant gaze of the man across from her, Qiao Xu picked up her knife and fork, cut off a piece of the steak, and put it in her mouth. As soon as she tasted it, her eyes flashed with surprise.
Pan-frying a steak may seem simple, but it's actually a very skillful task.
Not only does the heat have to be controlled well, but the steak must also be evenly and tenderly cooked – in this respect, Lu Moqing had achieved perfection.
As for the black pepper sauce poured over the steak, she just noticed that it did not come from a pre-packaged bag, but was made by Lu Moqing himself.
