Su Wan said bluntly, "I think you're the happy one. I don't feel any joy at all."
"You're forcing yourself to pretend. You must be overjoyed."
Jing Chen was stubborn. His hands did not stop moving, as if he was competing with the rest of the vegetables, trying to cut them better.
But in Su Wan's eyes, this was nothing.
Su Wan reached out to Jing Chen again and said, "Give me the knife. Don't struggle anymore. Some things are still about talent. It's not embarrassing that you don't have talent in cooking."
Seeing that Jing Chen stopped what he was doing, Su Wan immediately took the knife from his hand and comforted him. "Go and wipe the table. You can eat in a while. Otherwise, I have to clean up."
"You didn't wipe the table last time?" Jing Chen automatically ignored the first half and focused on the second half, looking incredulous.
