"Unbelievable!! Did you really cook this? Like how could you? This tastes like heaven even though they are just some simple noodles, I wonder what your other dishes will taste like. Ahh I am going crazy." Ling who has ate her third bowl of noodles chanted again.
"Hmp this is the magic of his hands, and now you know why I can never go against him. I mean how can I lose the opportunity to taste heaven!" Yuan said as he looked at Feng who just rolled his eyes at there over dramatic act.
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"Ning do you like it?" Feng asked to the quiet girl eating her food without a word.
"Yeah it's good, even better then my father's." She said as she smiled and Feng as a reflex patted her head.
"Glad that you like it."
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"Woah! Looks like except for me every other male can cook well."
"You are right even my father cooks better then mom's." Ling said as she looked at Yuan who was pouting and slurping the soup.
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"But how did you learn to cook? Because this is not something you can learn within home." Ning asked as she looked at Feng with expectations.
"Because it's in his blood."
"Yuan!" Feng said as he knew what his idiot friend was about to say next.
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"What do you mean? Is it some kind of secret? Spill it." Ling asked with excitement.
"Well I won't call it a secret but just some general knowledge which I know you girls don't have."
"Yuan...Will you talk? Or should I make you talk?" Ling said as she turned her hands into fist ready to break his nose.
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"Okay calm down, Feng Ge father was a renowned chef so you can basically say that culinary skills run in his blood."
"Wow really! Then where is he now? I would like to talk to him face to face and know just how can they cook such delicious dishes." Ling asked as she gave out a big smile not really paying attention to the sour faces of the boys and the hand pressing on her lap by Ning who noticed their expression and wanted her to stop.
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"....I wish you could do that...even I would like to meet him and talk for hours about this dishes and his inspirations...but unluckily enough I can't do that..." Feng said as he picked up their bowls and walked towards the kitchen leaving the three in an awkward position.
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"...His father died a year after he was born...Feng Ge doesn't even remember his face..." Yuan said as he cleared his throat and Ling smile disappeared and a guilty look took over.
"Shit!" She cursed under her breath as she covered her head with her hands and slipped on the couch.
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Ning looked at Ling and then without wasting any second she went toward the kitchen where Feng was busy washing the dishes.
"Do you need any help?" She asked as she stood near him.
Feng jerked a bit after her sudden presence but didn't let it show and just smiled while shaking his head.
"I am almost done here, how about you go and sit with them, I will join you guys soon."
"Nah, I am good here. You need someone to annoy you too."
"Ning you can be anything but annoying." Feng said as he chuckled.
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"By the way, I think I know what was his inspiration." Ning said and Feng stopped whatever he was doing and looked at her.
"...His inspiration must be something that makes you feel full and warm and bring out a lots of emotions which can't be put a finger upon...something like love...love for your loved ones...Love for your family." Ning said and Feng stoof there stunned for a second before letting out a heartfelt laugh.
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"Ning you know, you say the most unexpected words at the most unexpected times."
"...I hear it quite a lot but...Feng I really meant what I said...and I guess that's what your inspiration too. Love..." Ning said as she smiled and walked put if the kitchen.
"Love...what a special inspiration."
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"Don't forget to repeat what I taught you today." Feng said as he walked them towars the door.
"We will do that, don't worry." Yuan said as he wore his shoes.
"Says the one who slept half way."
"Says the one who daydreaming throughout the class."
"Shut up you two morons. I taught you what I should now it's upon you if you read and pass or fail. Not my responsibility now leave." He said as he pushed them out and Ning followed them without a word.
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"Yuan walk them to the bus stop and don't leave until they get on the bus, call me if any problem arises and three of you text me once you get home." Feng said as he looked at the three of them who nodded there heads.
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"Feng are you sure you are 17 and not 27? You know sometimes you really make me feel like a child." Ling said as she looked at him suspiciously.
"27 my *looks at Ning* Don't think rubbish, someone needs to be mature to look after you three kids. Now go your parents must be waiting for you."
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"Whatever~ Goodbye~ Uncle Feng." Ling said as she waved and towards the lift.
"Goodbye Feng Ge or should I uncle--"
"Yuan!"
Yuan ran for his life.
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"They forgot about me?" Ning said as she looked at both of her bodyguards running away.
"Don't worry they are being a tease."
"I know, anyway thanks for your hospitality and see you tomorrow." Ning said as she waved towards him and walked towards the lift.
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"Umm..Ning!" Feng said as he stood before Ning.
"Yes?"
"I think...I think you are right...I guess the inspiration really lies in love...love for our loved ones...love for our family...love..." He said as he looked at Ning who nodded her head and gave out her prettiest smile.
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"I can never understand there words."
"Same here." Yuan and Ling on the side lines talked as they high fived and sighed.